Cathedrals

I've discovered a song that describes exactly how I felt coming out of Sacre Coeur last January. I walked out of the church, fell on the steps, and began crying. Slowly I looked out over Paris. I realized a lot about life just in that one small moment.


In the shadows of tall buildings
Of fallen angels on the ceilings
Oily feathers in bronze and concrete
Faded colors, pieces left incompleteT
he line moves slowly past the electric fence
Across the borders between continents


In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is


In the shadows of tall buildings
The architecture is slowly peeling
Marble statues and glass dividers
Someone is watching all of the outsiders
The line moves slowly through the numbered gate
Past the mosaic of the head of state


In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is


In the shadows of tall buildings
Of open arches endlessly kneeling
Sonic landscapes echoing vistas
Someone is listening from a safe distance
The line moves slowly into a fading light
A final moment in the dead of the night


In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is

Okay, most people would probably be ask "Why couldn't I realize this someplace other than some european city, like in my own town?" Well, I can't really explain it, it just happened.