on the day the wall came down
they threw the rocks onto the ground
and with glasses high
we raised a cry
for freedom had arrived


on the day the wall came 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 grey


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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