Walls

We build walls,

We build walls so high.

That they nearly reach the sky,

When all we really need to do is reach out.

We hide our feelings,

Never show our selves compassion.

Stop opening up,

Never communicating our passions.

We build walls,

We build walls so high.

That they nearly reach the sky,

When all we really need to do is reach out.

We have stopped interacting,

With our fellow man.

Never look in anyone’s face,

As we are rushing past.

And we build walls,

We build walls so tall.

That they nearly reach the sky,

When all we really need to do is reach out.

We never express,

Our darkest emotions.

Sleeping with anger,

In Ikea beds.

And we build walls,

We build walls so high.

That they nearly reach the sky,

When all we really need to do is reach out.

We buy throwaway items,

At extortionate prices.

To store them in cupboards,

Till we donate them to charity.

And we build walls,

We build walls so tall.

That they nearly reach the sky,

When all we really need to do is break out.

Break them down, break them down,

Little brick by little brick.

Until the wall is nothing,

Until you believe that you are something.

And we build walls, we build walls,

We build walls so high.

That they nearly reach the sky,

When all we really need to do is break them down.