On
the
day
the
wall
came
down
They
threw
the
locks
onto
the
ground
And
with
glasses
high
we
raised
a
cry
for
freedom
had
arrived
On
the
day
the
wall
cane
down
The
Ship
of
Fools
had
finally
run
aground
Promises
lit
up
the
night
like
paper
doves
in
flight
I
dreamed
you
had
left
my
side
No
warmth,
not
even
pride
remained
And
even
though
you
needed
me
It
was
clear
that
I
could
not
do
a
thing
for
you
Now
life
devalues
day
by
day
As
friends
and
neighbours
turn
away
And
there's
a
change
that,
even
with
regret,
cannot
be
undone
Now
frontiers
shift
like
desert
sands
While
nations
wash
their
bloodied
hands
Of
loyalty,
of
history,
in
shades
of
gray
I
woke
to
the
sound
of
drums
The
music
played,
the
morning
sun
streamed
in
I
turned
and
I
looked
at
you
And
all
but
the
bitted
residue
slipped
away...slipped
away
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