You have your walls
To protect you from the outside
But what's the use of walls
When the enemy's inside?

Where the hand that hurts
Can be raised in the kitchen
Where the legs that kick strong
Walk with your children

Where the unstoppable big mouth
Talks endlessly of nonsense
Where limited points of view
Teach twisted, shallow lessons

Where broken bricks of self-defense
Channel your pains to others
And it's only a matter of time
Before the whipped becomes the whipper

Where the pleas of the heart
Are drowned by the radio
Where it's another place you dream of
And a time long, long ago

Where all hope for the future
Is lost with the winds
Where smiles are expensive
And cheap are the sins

Where you work yourself to sadness
So you can be happy someday
Where gold is high up in the hierarchy
Humility and patience easily thrown away

Where the big heavy rock
Is a simple hello
But as light as air
The flaws of your fellows

Where guns for protection
Are turned to your head
So what are walls now, do tell
I need them around my bed.