The Walker and the Wall

Streets, and always

More night, more night

Streets, and always

More night, more night

Tall walls, I'm deaf to faintest cry

Tall walls, I'm deaf to faintest cry

I walk alone, I walk alone

I'm deaf to the faintest cry

I walk alone, I walk alone

I'm deaf to the faintest cry

Why return, why return?

When I'm lost to the very shade

Why return, why return?

When I'm lost to the very shade

The weakest memory of child

The weakest child's memory

The wings that pass without a touch, their shadows sit over me

Over me

Over me