The Cure

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     Dm         D#
The holy city breathed
        Dm      D#
Like a dying man
    Dm                 D#
It moved with hopeful tears
          Dm               D#
With the tears of the blind

Chorus:
    F                 D#
And on and on as the night drew in
          F                  D#
Through broken streets that sucked me in
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My feet were bare and cut with stones
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With walking to the promised land

I pushed through crowds
Through seas of prayer
Through twisting hands and choking air
A vulture at the wailing wall
I circled, waiting

Chorus:
And on and on as the night drew in
Through broken streets that sucked me in
My feet were bare and cut with stones
With walking to the promised land