Woorden: Edwin McCain. Misguided Roses. Holy City.

Midnight in the Holy City
playground for restless souls
Graveyards for the sons of Ft. Sumpter
And the ghostly daughters
Wait for their boys to come home
Moonlight in the Holy City
So thick it warms the air
Burned my heart on a sweet southern flame
Like a hug from your mama saying it will be OK
Spilt my blood, in the Holy City
Seen the flood of a thousand rains
I ran away from the Holy City
Heard the spirits in the steeple singing
you'll be back again

Sunrise in the Holy City
The kings and queens shuffle by
I'm born here of my own ashes
Just lay me down here when I die
Spilt my blood, in the Holy City
Seen the flood of a thousand rains
I ran away from the Holy City
Heard the spirits in the steeple singing
you'll be back again
I've seen visions
Lord I've seen visions
Hanging in the summer sky
I fell in love, lost my heart
Laughed until I cried