Behind the walls
that were built on you yesterday
I beg you that you're still breathing.
I rest my back and hope you'll hug me
Through the wall of my days
And scratch the rocks,
scratch the rocks,
scratch the rocks until you get to me
Barely perceptible, I can hear your words
The rock'n'roll bands are closing in
And they shake a bit
the worn out walls
and I can hear your voice's questions
And scratch the rocks,
scratch the rocks,
scratch the rocks until you get to me
And if I'm tired of yelling at you,
it's only because I want to wake you up
And I can finally see your eyes
crying from the bottom.
And I start loving you with all my skin
and I carve until I can hug you
And my hands are bleeding,
but we are going to grow up free.
And scratch the rocks,
scratch the rocks,
scratch the rocks until you get to me
And scratch the rocks,
scratch the rocks,
scratch the rocks until you get to me