For all the spires this city raised You'd think this is a holy place The shadow of a cross descends But it's swallowed by the haze You never sleep do you? Always pouring smoke into The atmosphere What happens here stays with us till the grave
Wisdom cries out in the streets
But the sirens are singing us to sleep They're so loud that I can't think I hear voices but I just can't tell And when we're dead, the city prevails
Countless walk the open streets With shackles chained around their feet Wisdom says to fly away But they cannot see their wings Water, water everywhere But not a drop that I would dare Drink and so we think we'll go Imbibe the filthy air
Wisdom cries out in the streets
But the sirens are singing us to sleep They're so loud that I can't think I hear voices but I just can't tell And when we're dead, the city prevails
Don't be silent, God Don't be silent Please, don't be silent (Psalm 83:1)
Or I will fall into the world I will fall into the world Don't be silent Please, God, don't be silent Don't be silent Please, God, don't be silent Or I will fall into the world Or I will fall into the world