Build A Wall - Art Of Dying

Build a wall from me

Your words are mortar and limestone

One wall’s okay

You’re still easy to find

Put up a second wall

Corner yourself and hide

I can come around

Meet you on the other side

Tell me how

How does it finally feel to be free

Tell me how

With those beautiful eyes you can’t see

Put up a third wall

And watch the ocean roll in

I’m a note in a bottle

The tide will wash me in

Put up a final wall

Lock me out of your life

I’m coming over top

I will scale, I will climb

I will climb

Tell me how

How does it finally feel to be free

Tell me how

With those beautiful eyes you can’t see

I’m an ocean of will in a desert of truth

Not one wall stands in front of me

With both arms I reach out to you

But you seal the top with stone

Lock me out for good

All you’ve really done is locked yourself in

You are buried alive

Tell me how

How does it finally feel to be free

Tell me how

With those beautiful eyes you can’t see