Strangers

By hammer, by chisel By brute force, by missile You cannot break through this wall Hammers keep pounding Barrages resounding But nothing can bring it to fall Dim and ghostly in parts Turns to solid and stark How it glitters like gold Kept by the fold As it passes through temple and palace It becomes us from birth As we learn all its words Shadow keepers abound One and all bound To keep painting stranger faces While learning the way home By hammer, by chisel By brute force, by missile You cannot break through this wall Hammers keep pounding Barrages resounding But nothing can bring it to fall Can bring down the wall Tell, are there bridges over tunnels past? And will it ever crumble, fall apart Or will its notion remain? In every mind a barrier made from words The very substance to destroy the world Or mill the future in sand The distance short But the way all too far Looking over might change who you are In every mind a barrier made from words The very substance to destroy the world Tell us who we are now The distance short But the way all too far Looking over might change who you are Tell, are there bridges over tunnels past? And will it ever crumble, fall apart Tell us [ah, aah ] By hammer, by chisel By brute force, by missile You cannot break through this wall Hammers keep pounding Barrages resounding But nothing can bring it to fall Can bring down the wall