While we wondered about the stormy weather
They 've been building cities around us
When we gathered on the hill that morning
We were trapped in a world of false heather
So no more walking on the gulf stream waters?
And no more fighting in the schoolyard?
Must be living on the wrong side of the river
Shall we head up west and forget about it
Breaking down the secret fences
Where we saw ourselves in this life projected
and with our hands we liked to reach it
Then i saw you leaving for the crowded alleys
I saw you building back the fences
So no more walking on the gulf stream waters?
And no more melting in the dark halls?
Guess who's living on the wrong side of the river

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