With a shout

Where do we go?

Where do we go from here?

Where to go?

To the side of a hill.

Blood was spilt, we were still.

And staring at each other.

We were doing nothing.

Jerusalem, Jerusalem.

Shout, Shout.

With a shout, shout it out.



I want to go

To the side,

To the one who made me sing,

To the side of the hill.

We were still, we were filled,

With a love.

We want to be loved.



Jerusalem, Jerusalem.

Shout, shout.

With a shout.


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