I stand here by the Western Wall,

Baby, look at that wall, standin' silent an' tall.

An' I shove my prayers in the cracks.

Got nothin' to lose, no-one to answer back.

All these years I've brought up for review,

Wasn't taught this but I learned somethin' new.

Had to answer a distant call,

At the Western Wall.



An' I've got a heart full of fear,

An' I offer it up on this altar of tears.







Red dust settles deep in my skin.

Don't know where it starts or where I begin.

It's a crumblin' pile of broken stones;

It ain't much but it might be home.

If I ever loved a place at all,

It's the Western Wall.



Instrumental break.



I don't know if God was ever a man,

But if She was, I think I understand.

Why he found a place to break his fall,

Near the Western Wall.