Old World versuri

Old World lyrics by Juanita Stein

Verse 1
Images of broken glass floating through the sky
Images of crumbling stone shaped like you and I
Images of ancient light streaming through the pines
Images of ashes, ashes piled high

Verse 2
Images of red-stained glass piercing my soul
Images of poetry penetrate these walls
Images of ghettos where my ancestors once cried
Images of ashes, ashes piled high

Pre-Chorus
We crossed the border into Europе, ’96
I stood in every house of God with a crucifix
You criеd bloody American with my ripped jeans
As I walked the crooked graves of Prague at sixteen

Chorus
The old world (The old world)
The old world (The old world)
The old world, ashes piled high

Bridge
Do you hear the sirens ring out like a nightmare?
Do you hear the sirens, an homage to warfare?
Can you hear construction in the aftermath nearby?
Burying the ashes, ashes piled high

Outro
The old world
The old world
Ashes piled high