The short side of the wall is crumbling I don't know if I should blame someone The short side of the wall is tumbling Over and over until it is overrun Lips of locks and hearts of rocks Are losers that have won Minds of bricks and souls of sticks Are lined up one by one The short side of the wall is mumbling It was over before it begun The short side of the wall is humbling Stone by stone we own the revolution Priests of light and acolytes Will answer to no one Weary dogs and rusty cogs Are marching to the drum What do you want to be With all that you see What do you want to have With all that you have done What do you want to do Now that it's through For what do you long Now that it is gone The short side of the wall is sunken And the future's setting like the sun The short side of the wall fell down As the people fired off their guns Children dream of times that seem Forgotten by everyone Devil's bells and carousels Already have begun