[00:08.490]In the shadows of tall buildings[00:13.490]Of fallen angels on the ceilings[00:19.000]Oily feathers in bronze and concrete[00:22.490]Faded colors, pieces left incomplete[00:27.490]The line moves slowly past the electric fence[00:32.490]Across the borders between continents[00:36.490]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome[00:41.490]There is a feeling that you should just go home[00:45.490]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is[00:58.490]In the shadows of tall buildings[01:03.490]The architecture is slowly peeling[01:07.490]Marble statues and glass dividers[01:12.490]Someone is watching all of the outsiders[01:16.490]The line moves slowly through the numbered gate[01:21.490]Past the mosaic of the head of state[01:26.490]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome[01:30.490]There is a feeling that you should just go home[01:34.490]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is[01:55.490]In the shadows of tall buildings[02:01.490]Of open arches endlessly kneeling[02:06.490]Sonic landscapes echoing vistas[02:10.490]Someone is listening from a safe distance[02:14.490]The line moves slowly into a fading light[02:19.490]A final moment in the dead of the night[02:22.490]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome[02:27.490]There is a feeling that you should just go home[02:31.490]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is[02:40.490]In the cathedrals of New York and Rome[02:44.490]There is a feeling that you should just go home[02:49.490]And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is