The Wall

And it all falls down,
Starting from your head to your body,
Only seconds from the ground.
Most of us just drowned in the blackness.

Forever lost,
Never found,
Trapped in our own madness.
We take the easy way out and start building the wall.
The wall of separation,
The wall of isolation,
The wall of desperation,
The wall of vindication,

And it all falls down.
One way or the other,
It will all fall down.

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