On the day the wall came down
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They threw the locks onto the ground
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And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived
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On the day the wall came down
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The Ship of Fools had finally ran aground
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Promises lit up the night light doves in flight
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I dreamed you had left my side
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No warmth, not even pride remained
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And even though you needed me
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It was clear that I could not do a thing for you
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Not life devalues day by day
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As friends and neighbors turn away
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And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone
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Now frontiers shift like desert sands
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While nations wash their bloodied hands
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Of loyalty, of history, in shades of grey
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I woke to the sound of drums
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The music played, the morning sun streamed in
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I turned and I looked at you
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And all but the bitter residues slipped away...slipped away
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A Great Day For Freedom
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| Pink Floyd |
