Stacked one over the other, the bulky rocks of rugged granite
Cemented by pain and touched over by blindness
Tall enough to comfort your back. Long as much as my sight
On your side, the Sea, the sand and the shore
The waves ever so dancing and the breeze ever so musical
On this side, the wet road snaking the wall and showing the way
The green tall trees ever so caring and ever so protective
The wall does its thing, separates our worlds
or, so we think. or, so we plan
who can stop the music of waves from regaling the leaves
who can stop my skin from feeling the sea
Come the shower from the clouds, the mist from the breeze
They all do their part hugging cajoling the wall
See that green mold, the brackish tint on our wall
Count your steps, I count my steps on our different ways
Behind your back and just in my sight, the wall is gone
Where is the wall? its the fallen leaves, the mold and the sand
