In Jerusalem they found me
talking to the old men
I was asking them
about some things that had occurred to me lately
They acted vexed and surprised
it just seemed natural to me
important and necessary
that I valued what they claimed they prized
And the old men shook their heads
they didn’t seem to know
the answers to these things that seem to grow
inside me every day every night while I lie in my bed
I looked back while we rode away
I thought something’s going to happen
Something will happen in Jerusalem
I’m going back there someday
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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