Lyrics:

(David GilmourPolly Samson)On the day the wall came downThey threw the locks onto the groundAnd with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrivedOn the day the wall came downThe ship of fools had finally run agroundPromises lit up the night like paper doves in flightI dreamed you had left my sideNo warmth, not even pride remainedAnd even though you needed meIt was clear that I could not do a thing for youNew life devolves day by dayAs friends and neighbours turn awayAnd there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undoneNow frontiers shift like desert sandsWhile nations wash their bloodied handsOf loyalty, of history, in shades of greyI woke to the sound of drumsThe music played, the morning sun streamed inI turned and I looked at youAnd all but the bitter residue slipped away...slipped away