Proudly lost I spin through the raging strokes of time Learning of a legend I prepare to face the ghost
I do not ask if it's strength or weakness It's all I have it's the best defense I cannot see if you're kind or dangerous I must believe it's all pretence
All I know is I feel even balanced out by the sense of doubt Don't look to me to shout treason I can find tile nation's pride That the big wall tries to hide
Early frost a name is spelt in breath on a window Hoping he's connected he prepares to meet the host If I let go there's a path to follow Owning up to these empty needs Where I swim the water's shallow Face up in all the social grief
There is a world just locked out As the big wall tries to hide A little flame dying out As the big wall tries to hide Are we left to minimise As the big wall tries to hide When you turn your face to tile sky will The big wall leave your mind