bruce springsteen - my city of ruins

theres a blood red circle
on the cold dark ground
and the rain is falling down
the church doors blown open
i can hear the organs song
but the congregations gone

my city of ruins

now the sweet veils of mercy
drift through the evening trees
young men on the corner
like scattered leaves
the boarded up windows
the empty streets
while my brothers down on his knees
my city of ruins

come on rise up!

now theres tears on the pillow
darling where we slept
and you took my heart when you left
without your sweet kiss
my soul is lost, my friend
now tell me how do i begin again?
my citys in ruins

now with these hands
with these hands
i pray lord (with these hands)
i pray for the strength lord (with these hands)
pray for the faith lord (with these hands)
i pray lord (with these hands)
i pray for the strength lord (with these hands)
i pray for your love lord (with these hands)
pray for the faith lord (with these hands)
i pay for the strength lord (with these hands)
come on,come on, come on rise up!
come on rise up!
come on rise up!


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