Walls

We believe in mountains of gold And the story of the sea We believe in rhythms untold We believe in endless fields of nothing, yeah So go on and leave me with your bustling Don't try to tell me you have gone away You have gone away We believe in mountains of gold And the story of the sea We believe in rhythms untold We believe in endless fields of nothing, yeah So go on and leave me with your bustling, yeah Don't try to tell me you have gone away You have gone away Little boy, wake up and wake up fast You know this life ain't never gonna last Always on the wrong side of those railroad tracks Never ever ever ever ever looking back Don't try to tell me, or even sell me Just give me what you're walking on History's your lesson, indeed your question Just give me what you're walking on Woah, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh You look tired, my friend, from living Just outside those walls You look tired, my friend, and so your voice Surely calls You look tired, my friend, from living Just outside those walls You look tired, my friend, and so your voice Surely calls Yeah, oh, oh We believe in mountains of gold And the story of the sea We believe in rhythms untold We believe in endless fields of nothing, yeah So go on and leave me with your bustling So go on and leave me with your bustling, yeah So go on and leave me with your bustling Woah, oh, oh Yeah