Story From a Thin Wall

I heard the battle raging on the other side of the wall Buried my head in a pillow and tried to ignore it all Every night when I hear you I dream of breaking down your door An avenging knight in shining armour to rescue you from it all From the family business When I see you in the supermarket With sunglasses in the shade Averting your eyes from those staring questions How were those bruises made It's family business Children clutching to your legs They've got so much they want to say But daddy's sitting home and drunk again So they bite their lips and pray And daddy don't like no strangers prying And noses in his private affairs And if anyone asks from the social Well, you fell down the stairs It's family business So I become an accessory And I don't have an alibi To the victim lying on my doorstep The only way I can justify It's family business 'Cause every day it's getting harder Try to see, to go away To all the people that surround you You have to sit them down and explain To be the writing on the wall inside To be the pledge you call your own And if you run into the day You sure you know you'll find a home You sure you know you'll find a home Find a home You sure, you sure The traffic lights shine upon (?) and the broken home Everyone could be oh so far away (?) and the white lines lead the way Lead the way And the writing on the wall They're carving out the martyrs in stone Could've been the same this way It could've been the same this way Tell them it's the same today We could have been much younger It could have been much longer Into the real time Too far You run away today Tomorrow You take away the time You took away my mind Something to the light she said Everyone is burning We could have been much younger Should have