Lyrics:

(David GilmourPolly Samson) On the day the wall came down They threw the locks onto the ground And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived On the day the wall came down The ship of fools had finally run aground Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight I dreamed you had left my side No warmth, not even pride remained And even though you needed me It was clear that I could not do a thing for you New life devolves day by day As friends and neighbours turn away And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone Now frontiers shift like desert sands While nations wash their bloodied hands Of loyalty, of history, in shades of grey I woke to the sound of drums The music played, the morning sun streamed in I turned and I looked at you And all but the bitter residue slipped away...slipped away