Jump, Little Children - Cathedrals

^DIn the shadows of^E7 tall buildings ^AOf fallen angels ^Don the ceilings ^DOily feathers in ^E7bronze and concrete ^AFaded colors, ^Bbaugpieces left incomplete ^BmThe line moves slowly ^E7past the electric fence ^AAcross the borders ^Bbaugbetween continents

^BmIn the cathedrals of ^E7New York and Rome ^AThere is a feeling ^Bbaugthat you should just go home ^BmAnd spend a lifetime ^E7finding out just where that i^Ds

^DIn the shadows of^E7 tall buildings ^AThe architecture ^Dis slowly peeling ^DMarble Statues an^E7d glass dividers ^ASomeone is watching ^Bbaugall of the outsiders ^BmThe line moves slowly ^E7through the numbered gate ^APast the mosaic ^Bbaugof the head of state

^BmIn the cathedrals of ^E7New York and Rome ^AThere is a feeling ^Bbaugthat you should just go home ^BmAnd spend a lifetime ^E7finding out just where that i^Ds

^DIn the shadows of^E7 tall buildings ^AOf open arches en^Ddlessly kneeling ^DSonic landscapes ^E7echoing vistas ^ASomeone is listening ^Bbaugfrom a safe distance ^BmThe line moves slowly ^E7into a fading light ^AA final moment ^Bbaugin the dead of might

^BmIn the cathedrals of ^E7New York and Rome ^AThere is a feeling ^Bbaugthat you should just go home ^BmAnd spend a lifetime ^E7finding out just where that i^Ds