I can't imagine what its like
being the one
who is burning
and building the wall
who's screaming the screams
and hating us all
shes over there fuming
under all the smoke
she's mad and shes sad
and she thinks its all a game
if not a joke
we try and we cry
we all want to help
the fire's beautiful
we all think so
but then again theres the wall
so what to do
we talk
with each other
and to the unresponsive wall
she feigns what she knows we want to hear
but doesn't mean any of it
our cries are falling on deaf ears
