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See women walking on concrete
Where once they strolled on cherry blossomed carpets
And why oh why must there always come a time
When a pharaoh will rise who knows not joseph?

They were sitting in a Nuremburg beer garden
Talking bout the city, the trials, and the law
They were sitting in a Nuremburg beer garden
When a random wind was blowing the sawdust 'cross the floor

Said the elder to the younger, "I hear you went in the country"
Said the younger to the elder, "I hear you climbed the mountain"
But why oh why must there always come a time
When a Pharaoh will rise who knows not joseph?

So they raised their glasses to the women and the wall
They raised their glasses to the women in their song
They raised their glasses in the city that made them
They raised their glasses to the love that might have saved them

And see the women walking on concrete
Where once they strolled on cherry blossomed carpets
And why oh why must there always come a time
When a pharaoh will rise who knows not joseph?

So they took their guitars through the memory of a forest
And one passed the hospital; the other passed the courthouse
And the stench of white roses trampled in the asphalt
Rose to meet the smell of New York City summer piss

And see the women walking on concrete
Where once they strolled on cherry blossomed carpets
And why oh why must there always come a time
When a pharaoh will rise who knows not joseph?

credits

from The Light: A Tribute to the Music of J​.​J. Hayes, released September 28, 2012
vox recorded at ray's super swank pad

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