Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte Crossing the line in the dead of night Five years old and on the run This ain't no game, boy, don't make a sound And watch that man with the gun Say a prayer for the ones we leave behind, say a prayer for us all Come take my hand now and hold on tight Take one last look at that wall Think of the shattered lives, think of the broken hearts Think of the battered dreams, of families still torn apart Wall of bitter tears, wall of crying pain Wall of chilling fear, you will never keep me here For I, I shall crawl right down through that wall I will crawl right on through that wall That fateful night I was one that got away, A young and restless renegade Chasing my dreams, still on the run, I had some moments in the sun Years flew by like a speeding bullet train, I sang my songs to one and all Then came the day when I had a chance to pay My respects to the names on that wall I saw the wooden crosses, saw the bloody stains Saw the gruesome pictures of all the ones that died in vain Wall of countless victims, wall of endless shame
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