I stand here by the Western Wall, Baby, look at that wall, standin' silent an' tall. An' I shove my prayers in the cracks. Got nothin' to lose, no-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 was, I think I understand. Why he found a place to break his fall, Near the Western Wall.