Ely Joe

 I stand here by the western wall

Babylook at that wallstandin’ silent an’ tall.

An’ I shove my prayers in the cracks.

Got nothin’ to loseno-one to answer back.

All these years I’ve brought up for review

Wasn’t taught this but I learned somethin’ new.

Had to answer a distant call

At the western wall.



An’ I’ve got a heart full of fear

An’ I offer it up on this altar of tears.

Red dust settles deep in my skin.

Don’t know where it starts or where I begin.

It’s a crumblin’ pile of broken stones;

It ain’t much but it might be home.

If I ever loved a place at all

It’s the western wall.



Instrumental break.



I don’t know if God was ever a man

But if she wasI think I understand.

Why he found a place to break his fall

Near the western wall.