(Kerry Livgren / Steve Walsh)
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I'm woven in a fantasy, I can't believe the things I see
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The path that I have chosen now has led me to a wall
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And with each passing day I feel a little
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more like something dear was lost
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It rises now before me, a dark and silent barrier between,
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All I am, and all that I would ever want be
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It's just a travesty, towering, marking
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off the boundaries my spirit would erase
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To pass beyond is what I seek, I fear that I may be too weak
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And those are few who've seen it through to glimpse the other side,
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The promised land is waiting like a maiden that is soon to be a bride
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The moment is a masterpiece, the weight of indecision's in the air
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It's standing there, the symbol and the sum of all that's me
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It's just a travesty, towering, blocking out the light and blinding me
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I want to see
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Gold and diamonds cast a spell, it's not for me I know it well
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The treasures that I seek are waiting on the other side
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There's more that I can measure in the treasure of the love that I can find
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And though it's always been with me, I must tear down the Wall and let it be
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All I am, and all that I was ever meant to be, in harmony
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Shining true and smiling back at all who wait to cross
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THERE IS NO LOSS
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The Wall
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