The Walker and the Wall

Streets, and always More night, more night Streets, and always More night, more night Tall walls, I'm deaf to faintest cry Tall walls, I'm deaf to faintest cry I walk alone, I walk alone I'm deaf to the faintest cry I walk alone, I walk alone I'm deaf to the faintest cry Why return, why return? When I'm lost to the very shade Why return, why return? When I'm lost to the very shade The weakest memory of child The weakest child's memory The wings that pass without a touch, their shadows sit over me Over me Over me