I sit behind the wall My gaze tames what’s gone before You come to find this lonesome land Build your golden city from your treasured hand From this you make all wrongs right Fighting with conscience night by night
You paint your walls thick with hurt And plaster cracks where you’ve been burned Take this and turn it over Find your four leaf rest your shoulders And I sit behind the wall Some comfort now though it’s small
Tears land on soil and watch the flowers grow And where we are we’ll never know I sit behind the wall No reason to it all If ignorance is bliss then I won’t remember this No mystery, no misery behind the wall No memory it can’t last subdued it’s in the past Behind the wall Behind the wall Behind the wall Behind the wall
If ignorance If ignorance is bliss I won’t remember this I sit behind the wall no reason behind it all Summer crossing isn’t shade There’s nothing left to say