Interpret:

Pink Floyd

Album:

The Division Bell

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
Now life devalues 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 looked at you 
And all but the bitter residue slipped away ... slipped away