Old Jerusalem

Trouble has caused me so much grief

I am waiting for when I can go home

Time when a room was closer than my friends

And I can get some shooting done

But then I hear a footstep on the stairs

The whole thing shatters and I scream out your name

And you come running

O it is always the same

Time passes and the room goes dark

I expect to see your figure standing naked over me

With a mole on your neck and a wry way of holding

Wide the ceiling of my darkened path

Then we mingle our limbs, I hear all calling

When we swim and we buckle, and I emote

It is the only time to catch it so

So we may as well rest, and let it go

We're gonna be rejoined

And the children will love it

All my brothers and my sisters resting holy above it

Let us wallow, let us play, this is our god's day

Let us wallow, let us play, this is our god's day