Testo Higher Wall

HIGHER WALL(Sullivan/Harris) 1987We're out here on the borders with our favourite few possessionsTraded stories whispered round the fireAs shadows in the searchlights, mugshots in the filesWaiting in the camps behind the wireKick the door until it opens, what you have you cannot holdWe are young, forever hungry, you are fat and growing oldStill every day you try to build a higher wallWe pick the leaves of coca, we stack the crates of colaWe wait upon the tables where you dineAnd learn from you not to accept the little that we're givenTo take the piece of silver where we canNow clutching at these papers in another office lineWe're staring from the darkness up at windows filled with lightAnd every day you try to build a higher wallIn my town we used to pray to idols sent from far awayFrom out beyond the dusty days, we heard your voices callAnd in your town the streets are cleanedThe order stands, the sirens screamYou talk of peace, vacation dreams - and reinforce the wallNow in the queues at immigration, in the border zoneWe are your bastard children, all coming homeAnd every day you try to build a higher wallEvery day you try to build a higher wallBut your money cannot stop usAnd you violence cannot stop usNo you will never stop us with your higher wallPublished by Attack Attack Music/Warner Chappell Music Ltd