A Song of Praise to Jerusalem

A Song of Praise to Jerusalem

by Kelp

You walked together, you and him,
Side by side to Jerusalem.
Up through the roots and up through the stem,
Up to the flower of Jerusalem.

How come you came? What was the draw?
Was it the lure of the angels that you heard from afar?
Or were you escaping, to avoid the worst?
The implosion of your universe?

Oh, oh, oh, oh you know,
You know you’ve come back home.
Oh, oh, oh, oh you know,
You know you’ve come back home.

Two words were spoken, but one was heard.
Was it the grunt of the beast of the call of the bird?
The slash of the saber or the cool of the balm,
That directed your feet to Jerusalem?

Pick up the pieces of the broken glass.
Look to the future, forget the past.
Sing from the heart, hum this hymn,
This song of praise to Jerusalem.

Oh, oh, oh, you know,
You know you’ve come back home.
Oh, oh, oh, oh you know,
You know you’ve come back home.

Oh, oh, oh, you know,
You know you’ve come back home.
Oh, oh, oh, oh you know,
You know you’ve come back home.