Lyrics:

Over thee high rise
Great shadow falls

In yellow streets
Each corner shows

One soldier waits
With sweating palms

There are no questions
Just demands

O give me the order and I'll
Cross the border.
I Don't want to be where I am.

He guards a poster
Scored and torn

A silence where
Resistance grows

There are no questions
Just demands

O give me the order and
I'll cross the border -

I don't want to be where I am.