Writing On Walls
Listen, Listen, Listen -
Open up your eyes and ears
See the starlight, watch it, feel it as it
Glistens, Glistens, Glistens -
Reflecting coldly off the teeth between the gears.
Run, Run, Run -
Come and see what's going down
Watch the people, hear 'em, fear 'em with their
Guns, Guns, Guns -
No time left for us to fool around.
These things we're doing can't be right
These deeds done in the dark of night
We'd better stop to answer all the calls
From the Other Side, stop writing on their walls.
Look, Look, Look -
Read the things we're posting up there
Know the meanings, seek 'em, find 'em in those
Books, Books, Books -
That is, if you really care.
Getting, Getting, Getting
Ask yourself what you really want
Taste the bitter, weigh it, say it while you're
Fretting, Fretting, Fretting
Over all the things of which you're not so sure.
These things we're doing can't be right
These deeds committed, dark of night
We'd better stop and answer all the calls
From the Other Side; stop writing on their walls.
These things we're saying can't be true
These things we're writing can't be what we want to do
We'd better stop and listen to the calls
From the people on the Other Side, and read the writing on the walls.
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