Over Jerusalem

8Am I the hawk? Am I the dove? The vulture swooping down from above? Am I the drone, circling high Whirring tuneless, pie-eyed in the sky? Angry gods of retribution Driving hate without solution City, home to all who came and ever will Long lost tribes, invaders of old Staking their claims to spiritual gold Layers of antiquity buried below Each with a sad tale to better not know There is no time for meditation Pause for thought or hesitation Set in stone, firm pledges to fulfil Angry gods of retribution Driving hate without solution City, home to all who came and ever will Rocks upon rocks Ashes on ashes Bagels and lox Warak dawali Divisible loaves Two fish from the Galilee As friends sit and dine Take water and wine I walk the cobbled alleys nervously Soldier girls, soldier boys stare at me Down the line, out of time, switch alliance in My mind I walk the cobbled alleys nervously Soldier girls, soldier boys stare at me Down the line, out of time, switch alliance in My mind Am I the hawk? Am I the dove? The vulture swooping down from above? Am I the drone, circling high Whirring tuneless, pie-eyed in the sky? There is no time for meditation Pause for thought or hesitation Set in stone, firm pledges to fulfil Angry gods of retribution Driving hate without solution City, home to all who came and ever will But I never will I'm not over Jerusalem Jerusalem