[Submitted
by Bart Debersaques]
She’s been a long time on the phone
courting disaster in an undertone
She’s feeling nostalgic
I’m feeling that fall
how could anyone ever fight it
Who could ever expect to fight it when she
Builds that wall
Maybe it’s one where time will tell
Maybe it’s one where it’s just fare-thee-well
I hear her coming
As she walks down the hall
How could anyone ever fight it
Who could ever expect to fight it when she
Builds that wall
I know the choice is made
I can tell, I said
by your guilty face
And I never was one to fight it
How does anyone ever fight it
You couldn’t pin this one on me
You knew my thoughts so far as I could see
Well, I’d say it’s hopeless
But you make the call
‘Cause I never was one to fight it
And if given the chance I guess I’ll learn to
Build that wall
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