The Wall - Sean Rowe

There’s a shark on my ceiling and a salesman in my head

You’re a hypnotist, like a highway in the night

I know there’s red outside but I’m stuck in black and white

If I could talk to you

If I could get to you

If I could break the beast who’s take you

I’d give back the ghost of winter to the snow

All these fallen leaves

I have tried to wish away

But I cannot move what time cannot decay

You know my love is here in these shards of broken glass

Still I cannot see the woman from the mask

If I could talk to you, if I could get to you

If I could break the beast who’s taken you

I would make a deal with someone down below…

But either way somebody’s got to go

I see this veil has covered up your eyes

Baby I ache to see what you’re doing on the other side

You’ve been hiding in the coral of your mind

I’ve been looking for the truth without a light

Now left my sacred book out in the rain

I gave all my bread to a bum without a name

If I could talk to you, if I could get to you

If I could break the beast who’s taken you

I would win what mortal men could never know

Oh but either way… somebody's got to to