I found me a plane to Jerusalem
Going down to Gethsemane
And I'll sing to the sands of the Holy Land
Till the prophets start speaking to me
If you don't see me tomorrow
Please don't be waiting round for me
I will be oceans away playing music
On a corner in a Middle Eastern street
Please don't be long, my God, be waiting for me
Sail into fall and your winds have been calling
When summer hits autumn, I'll be home to you
And on Holy Mount Zion
I'll lay with the Lion
And sing to the light of your amber moon
Maybe pick up the Pope on a visit to Rome
Play a few rounds of Monopoly
And we'll smoke cigarettes and go fishing
On the Sea of Galilee
Please don't be long, my God, waiting for me
So if you don't see me tomorrow
Don't be waiting round for me
I will be oceans away playing music
On a corner of a Middle Eastern street
Because I found me a plane to Jerusalem
Going down to Calvary's tree
And I'll sing to the sands of the Holy Land
Till the prophets start speaking
To me.
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