The Cure - Wailing Wall (studio alternative mix) lyrics

The holy city breathed Like a dying man It moved with hopeful tears With the tears of the blind And on and on as the night drew in Through broken streets that s**ed me in My feet were bare and cut with stones With walking to the promised land I pushed through crowds, through seas of prayer Through twisting hands and choking air A vulture at the wailing wall I circled, waiting And on and on as the night drew in Through broken streets that s**ed me in My feet were bare and cut with stones With walking to the promised land