The Wall Song
Journey Beyond the Wall: Struggles, Hope, and Illusions
Lyrics
You are walking
You are currently on a journey or path.
You've always been walking
Throughout your life, you have been on this journey.
Stumbling half-blinded
You are stumbling, possibly facing difficulties or challenges.
And dry as the wind
You feel dry, perhaps emotionally detached, like the wind.
That strafes you and leaves you
The wind strikes you, leaving you stranded in the metaphorical sand.
To lie in the sand
You are left in a challenging situation.
And the wall stretches endless beside you to nowhere
A symbolic wall extends beside you, seemingly leading nowhere.
This wall that you've been trying to cross for years
You've been attempting to overcome this wall for years.
This fence made of tears
The wall is described as a fence made of tears, representing emotional barriers.
No one hears
Your struggles and cries go unheard by others.
You see a door
You encounter a door, a significant opportunity or change.
Ah, such a great open door
The door appears large and open, presenting possibilities.
You know that your eyes tellin' lies
Your instincts or intuition may contradict what your eyes perceive.
Still you chance
You take a chance, engaging in a clumsy or uncertain attempt.
A shambling run, a ridiculous dance
Your actions resemble a desperate or awkward dance.
Like a scarecrow that's hung up to dry on a fencepole
A simile is used to describe your state, like a scarecrow left to dry.
And there's a place like vacuum waiting inside you
Within you, there is an emptiness waiting to be filled.
For you to get through
This void is a passage to something positive, represented by "the blue."
To the blue
You scent the water
You sense the presence of essential elements like water, food, and sustenance.
Fresh green grass, food and water
There is a longing for a better life or a more fulfilling existence.
Your breath is scraping your brain into dust
Your struggles have taken a toll on your mental well-being.
Your rusty old engine is ready to bust
Your inner self, represented as a rusty engine, is on the verge of breaking down.
You cannot believe it that they would not trust you
You are surprised that others do not trust you, given your challenging situation.
The door is wavering
The door, symbolizing opportunity, appears uncertain or wavering.
Is that your eyes?
Your perception is questioned; are your eyes still deceiving you?
Are they still telling lies?
The concept of lies is pondered, raising questions about truth and perception.
What are lies?
A contemplation on the nature and definition of lies.
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