verse 1
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I heard a sound outside today, a thousand voices all the same
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that cried in vane but can't explain the reasons why they all complain.
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We live among the plastic people, population plain and simple,
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turning with a curve, shutting out the windows of the
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world I find so incomplete, where every chess piece that I meet
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will set the record on repeat and matter not at all.
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So, save the fables I've been told, I'm headed for the open road,
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and going where they're tearing down the walls.
verse 2
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All along the wind was talking, passed aside a sobbing nothing,
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with his heart taped on his sleeve. Says he has the things I need.
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Bad disguise but good advice, he said think twice next time you swipe
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a woman off her feet. She may just fall flat on her face
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all painted white, not quite alright.
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There's more than life than that one night
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when Cindarella left you at the ball.
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So, here's a lesson in confession,
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maybe I just need attention.
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Take me where they're tearing down the walls.
verse 3
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Where the armies can't surrender, writing up their final stanza,
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sixth chief commander with a hidden agenda.
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In the backward image of a prince who rained on high and ignorance
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while pushing doomsday buttons making puppets out of husbands
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He said the glass may be half empty and these days i'm always thirsty.
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Oxygen's a taste I can't recall.
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While dodging every sidewalk crack, I gave him my reflection back
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to take him where they're tearing down the walls.
verse 4
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Far away where moonlight curls, there danced a ruby peasant girl
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who had a passive style, with a Mona Lisa smile.
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And that Sunday skirt she liked to wear that made the preacher stop and stare
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it sure confused her brother and her father never loved her.
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She turned to me while i played dumb and kissed me with a poison tongue.
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She melted as my innocence dissolved.
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I'm sorry, but I've got to go. The thrill of young loves getting old.
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You'll find out when we're tearing down the walls.
Verse 5
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The nylon mats beneath the floor that led me to the castle door
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made up of thorns and briers where the wasted time expires
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in a thrown room taken from a dream, they executed kings and queens
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for changing all their minds and filling up the caskets with their
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crimes against humanity. They begged for me to set them free.
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I handed them a guillotine that whistles when it falls.
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I thanked them with my phony eyes.
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I bluffed my hands and said goodbye
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and headed where they're tearing down the walls.
Verse 6
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When the hours meet the minutes, seconds til I finally finish,
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traveling and tracing when I reached my destination.
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There were figures standing by the gate. I realized I'd arrived too late,
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they waited for me as I screamed. The prince, the peasant, king and queen.
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and then of course the sobbing nothing, manifesting into something.
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Thus destroying everything that could have been resolved.
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The seasons changed, the wind got colder.
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But I said, to starting over.
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Than I said, to tearing down the walls.
Coda
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So if you want to see some progress,
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kindly disreguard your logic.
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Take me where they're tearing down the walls.
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Take me where they're tearing down the walls.