In June 1967, I sat in a makeshift bomb shelter in Talpiot, Jerusalem, listening to mortar shells whiz overhead and explode all around us.
A few days later, on the holiday of Shavuos, I stood in awe by the Western Wall.
Nothing would ever be the same again.
One day, I was walking along the street in Jerusalem and the first line of this song came to me. Later that night, I wrote the rest. You can listen to the song or download it (free) here.
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