Dry forever the sun blinds off the whitewashed walls

Unbelieving she looks up from the unswept floor

You don't have to go you don't have to tell me

All that talk of lofty causes wrapped in foolish pride

That's a lie



That you don't have to tell me



I don't want to hear how wisdom walks beside you

Or how God is inside you again



No wire marks the border

No fence or wall

No town breaks this horizon

Nothing at all



Dust surrounds her the men go hungry for disaster

All they leave behind are

The old and useless and the broken

That never will be mended



I don't want to hear you're captured by the madness

Of ideas long discredited from other people's minds

They're all lies



That you don't have to tell me



All that comes of this is poverty and hardship

Still you don't absorb a word I say



But now there is a border

A line of blood

Now men patrol the border

But they're dead



Somewhere a bird is flying oh

Somewhere the wind is sighing oh

I hope it brings you comfort

'cause it's surely no good to me

This wind blows me down

and cuts me like a knife



And now the darkness and coldness

That freezes out illusion

Restores the picture gives back the pieces

And lays them on the empty floor



I don't want to hear so you don't have to tell me

How you rewrite history a little every day

'Till it's lies



That you don't have to tell me



I don't want to hear how good it really has been

How wonderful the troubles we shared



No I don't want to hear so you don't have to tell me

I don't need your comfort I just need your company

Writer : BANKS, TONY
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing