My City Of Ruins Lyrics：Bruce Springsteen Music：Bruce Springsteen
There's a blood red circle On the cold dark ground And the rain is falling down The church door's thrown open I can hear the organ's song But the congregation's gone My city of ruins My city of ruins
Now the sweet bells of mercy Drift through the evening trees Young men on the corner Like scattered leaves The boarded up windows The empty streets While my brother's down on his knees My city of ruins My city of ruins
Come on rise up! Come on rise up! Come on rise up! Come on rise up! Come on rise up! Come on rise up! Come on rise up! Come on rise up!
Now there's tears on the pillow Darlin' where we slept And you took my heart when you left Without your sweet kiss My soul is lost, my friend Tell me how do I begin again? My city's in ruins
My city's in ruins
Now with these hands With these hands With these hands With these hands I pray Lord With these hands With these hands I pray for the strength, Lord With these hands With these hands I pray for the faith, Lord With these hands With these hands I pray for your love, Lord With these hands With these hands I pray for the strength, Lord With these hands With these hands I pray for your love, Lord With these hands With these hands I pray for the faith, Lord With these hands With these hands I pray for the strength, Lord