My City of Ruins Songtext - Bruce Springsteen

My City of Ruins - Bruce Springsteen

There's a blood red circle on the cold dark ground
And the rain is falling down
The church door's thrown open, I can hear the organ's song
But the congregation's gone

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Now the sweet bells of mercy drift through the evening trees
Young men on the corner like scattered leaves
The boarded-up windows, the empty streets
While my brother's down on his knees

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up

Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up

Now there's tears on the pillow, darlin' where we slept
You took my heart when you left
Without your sweet kiss, my soul is lost, my friend
Tell me how do I begin again?

My city's in ruins
My city's in ruins

Now with these hands
With these hands
With these hands
With these hands, I pray Lord

With these hands, with these hands
I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands, with these hands
I pray for the faith, Lord

With these hands, with these hands
I pray for your love, Lord
With these hands, with these hands
I pray for your faith, Lord

With these hands, with these hands
I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands, with these hands
I pray for your love, Lord

Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up


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