Another brick... another brick... another brick... another brick...
With me... with me...
Another brick is falling down... down... down... down...
Another brick
Another brick... another brick... another brick... another brick...
With me... with me...
Another brick is falling down... down... down... down...
Where will I find you on the other side of the tightrope
Writing about your fear as a "Visit with the exiled writers"
You survived all the burning fields of dissidents in the East
And arrived as the beauty into the gap with me.
Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you
Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you
Stay under the llama in our grand parade
It's not like Mardi Gras it's more like a passion
Not a revolution in your sign
In the ashes of a knight the part was played
A drama gripped in fright behind the curtain
(About those who stayed too long)
Another brick... another brick... another brick... another brick...
With me... with me...
Another brick is falling down... down... down... down...
Another brick
Another brick... another brick... another brick... another brick...
With me... with me...
Another brick is falling down... down... down... down...
(About those who stayed too long)
Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you
Another brick is falling from the isle of you
Another brick is falling down, from the isle of you
Another brick with me...
Another brick