Demos For Darling.

Hands Across a Broken Wall

It’s Army Day in the heart of the city,
All the mothers tell their children it’s a pity.
There’s no chance of steppin’ outside,
Unless you know how to take the ride.

The walls, they rise. The sun gets shut out
The red one tells the white and the blue ones to butt out.
Nobody looks cause they don’t know what they’ll find,
It’s hard to think when there’s a lot on your mind.

Oh the wall, the wall is on the rise, and the planes, they take to the skies
Even big things can change over night,
but that doesn’t phase some folks, they just take to flight

People are good at coping, they can learn how to live
They do with what they got, they take and they give.
People, they don’t like to be kept up in no pen
They will try to escape, time and time again.

There are men on the wall; they have guns.
There are men below; they have none.
The food rains down from the clouds.
People from the woodwork, they gather into crowds

Oh the wall, the wall is on the rise, and the planes, they take to the skies
Even big things can change over night,
but that doesn’t phase some folks, they just take to flight

Thirty some odd years go by
And still the echo of an unanswered cry
A wall dividing, the people can’t stand it
They’re done asking, soon they’re gonna demand it

When at last we see the fall,
Men shake hands across a broken wall
The wall has crumbled, a town again one
An era over, an occupation done
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