Weâve done some things Terrible but true Across the blazing years Letters of fire Politicians smile They shake hands for the camera But some things never change No wonder that iâm angry at
The voices that i hear In every sigh and call Thinking of you holding him On the far side of the wall I wish i could reach out Save you from each and every fall That i know youâre going through On the far side of the wall
Remember august days An ecstasy of blue Floating through that seaside town Bodies burning, me and you Fast forward to the streets Orange shades of paranoia Weâd go our separate ways Couldnât even admit to knowinâ you
Think of me now And say a silent prayer When other hands are touching you Remember, i still care And in that bleary dawn A tiny spark of blue So hold on my darling Tonight iâm going to break on through
The voices that i hear In every sigh and call Thinking of you holding him On the far side of the wall I wish i could reach out Save you from each and every fall That i know youâre going through On the far side of the wall