Even if the wall seems built miles high,
a door is waiting to open.
Light a fire and the smoke may reveal it...
The great forest fell to slash and burn,
and we gathered on a barren hillside
to watch industry in the distance...
You came in the night and left before morning
And all the world was on fire
The sky streaming down in a haze of color
To lie in the streets beneath all the smoke...
I crawled along the face of the Earth
Looked down and saw stars beneath my feet
Over a distance I’ve crossed a thousand times.