I stop to look out the window
The sky above the water's turned a bitter grey
The Summer people have packed their station wagons
The city is calling them away
The air is not as warm as it once was
The ocean's not as tempting as before
The seagulls cry a mournful tune now
As I shutter up the windows and the doors
While the trees outside watch their leaves fall to the ground
but these walls inside me, oh they never tumble down
I think of all the chances that have pa**ed me
All the opportunitys I've let slip by
And all the friends along the way I have lost track of
It's enough to make me lay down and cry
And yet I push on blindly toward the future
Though I haven't got a notion of where I am
As I'm moving in some vague direction
There are times when I couldn't give a damn
All the trees outside watch their leaves fall to the ground
Oh But these walls inside me, oh they never tumble down
I'll take one last walk along this angry ocean
Greet the fishermen in my usual way
Maybe stoop to find a pretty piece of beach gla**
To remind me of old Rockaway
The salty spray stings my sunburned face now
As I bu*ton up my coat against the cold
There's a sorrow I always find in leavin'
That chills me deep into my soul
All the trees outside watch their leaves fall to the ground
But these walls inside me, oh they never tumble down
Tumble down, Tumble down,
Tumble down, Tumble down
Tumble down, Tumble down