miércoles, 28 de mayo de 2014

Hey you




Hey you out there in the cold 
Getting lonely getting old 
Can you feel me? 
Hey you standing in the aisles 
With itchy feet and fading smiles 
Can you feel me? 
Hey you dont help them to bury the light 
Don't give in without a fight. 

Hey you out there on your own 
Sitting naked by the phone 
Would you touch me? 
Hey you with you ear against the wall 
Waiting for someone to call out 
Would you touch me? 
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone? 
Open your heart, i'm coming home. 

But it was only fantasy. 
The wall was too high, 
As you can see. 
No matter how he tried, 
He could not break free. 
And the worms ate into his brain. 

Hey you, standing in the road 
Always doing what you're told, 
Can you help me? 
Hey you, out there beyond the wall, 
Breaking bottles in the hall, 
Can you help me? 
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all 
Together we stand, divided we fall. 

Roger Waters - The Wall}


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