I'll move my hand, cold fingers on my lips protect my mouth.
I'll move and change barriers around me taking out the bricks.
I'll put grills to let the light pass through.
Waving right and left among the poles in the pillbox,
Just let me find my chance.
Maybe what I need it's just the time,
To smash the wall, the wall, wall
I've made, spending nights among my sweat,
And I cried, yes, I cried,
That's why now I am.
Looking for light,
That will be able
To open the doors I've built around me
With such efforts,
Using wood I collected in cold days
During the winter of my mind.
In my pocket I found a big brass key,
Dirty, so dirty as the doorlock,
I put it back and then sit down.
Cause I forget that I cannot control the events I see,
Because I'm not ready to feel this invasion of what I call life,
Until I won't understand that.
Maybe what I need it's just the time
To smash the wall, the wall, wall
I've made, spending nights among my sweat,
And I cried, yes, I cried,
That's why now I know.
Maybe what I need it's just the time to smash,
To knock down the wall, to knock down the wall I've made.
For the one I prayed hours and days
And I cried, yes, I cried,
That's why now I know all.
