civitas sancti tui
lines of fire
the car ride
the kiss the
hurry the
opalescent brow
in extremis
like in a movie
god comes
now
rough cast
thunder games
and
didgeridoo choirs
in darkness sheen
oh western wind
your trombone children
wild wide the sky
and sour deep seas
oh neighbour if you ever were one
disassemble me dismay my
sopranos warbling why
Isaiah 64:10
civitas sancti tui facta est deserta Sion deserta facta est Hierusalem desolata (Vulgate)
Your sacred cities have become a wasteland; even Zion is a wasteland, Jerusalem a desolation. (NIV)