Palestina (m. roy)
Wake up in the gravel
Wake up in dead air
Streets and faces ashen blown simmering despair
It's morning in Jerusalem
It's morning for the saved
Wishes rendered blackened death
A chance of birth to blame

Fall away
Fall away

Tune out turn in
I would be just like that
Patiently naive so I could breathe
Jaws of stone say "we shall never leave"
So swallow it all into shallow screams

How long will this take?
I don't know

Inhale in the gravel
Inhale shards of gray
Fist full of peace and pain
Let your hope decay
It's morning Palestina
It's morning for the saved
Passions ferment all of this
Lay it down to waste