The woman with the golden bracelet's
Lying on a glowing sky
Jerusalem in the night
The sound of your weeping is like
Music to my ears
My soul is three and free for all
It is my blessing and my fall
Jerusalem where's her mask
It's lying in a heart shaped box by the door
And in the night
She wanders through
The darken forest
Looking for a place to hide
Listening to the fountain
Where the normal folks
Go get their spirit cleansed
And in the day
She finds the way
That brings her back closer to
Jerusalem
The woman with the golden bracelet's
Lying on a glowing sky
Jerusalem in the night
The sound of your weeping is like
Music to my ears
My soul is three and free for all
It is my blessing and my fall
Jerusalem where's her mask
It's lying in a heart shaped box by the door
And in the night
She wanders through
The darken forest
Looking for a place to hide
Listening to the fountain
Where the normal folks
Go get their spirit cleansed
And in the day
She finds the way
That brings her back closer to
Jerusalem