My City Of Ruins

Bruce Springsteen

There's a blood red circle 
on the cold dark ground 
and the rain is falling down 
The church doors blown open 
I can hear the organ's song 
But the congregation's gone 

My city of ruins 
My city of ruins 

Now the sweet veils of mercy 
drift through the evening trees 
Young men on the corner 
like scattered leaves 
The bordered up windows 
The hustlers and thieves 
While my brother's down on his knees 

My city of ruins 
My city of ruins 

Come on rise up! 
Come on rise up! 

Now there's tears on the pillow 
darling where we slept 
and you took my heart when you left 
without your sweet kiss 
my soul is lost, my friend 
Now tell me how do I begin again? 

My city's in ruins 
My city's in ruins 

Now with these hands 
I pray Lord 
with these hands 
for the strength Lord 
with these hands 
for the faith Lord 
with these hands 
I pray Lord 
with these hands 
for the strength Lord 
with these hands 
for the faith Lord 
with these hands 

Come on rise up! 
Come on rise up! 
Rise up