| Build a wall from me
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| Your words are mortar and limestone
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| One wall’s okay
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| You’re still easy to find
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| Put up a second wall
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| Corner yourself and hide
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| I can come around
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| Meet you on the other side
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| Tell me how
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| How does it finally feel to be free
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| Tell me how
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| With those beautiful eyes you can’t see
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| Put up a third wall
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| And watch the ocean roll in
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| I’m a note in a bottle
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| The tide will wash me in
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| Put up a final wall
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| Lock me out of your life
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| I’m coming over top
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| I will scale, I will climb
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| I will climb
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| Tell me how
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| How does it finally feel to be free
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| Tell me how
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| With those beautiful eyes you can’t see
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| I’m an ocean of will in a desert of truth
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| Not one wall stands in front of me
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| With both arms I reach out to you
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| But you seal the top with stone
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| Lock me out for good
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| All you’ve really done is locked yourself in
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| You are buried alive
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| Tell me how
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| How does it finally feel to be free
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| Tell me how
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| With those beautiful eyes you can’t see |