Am I not the same as you?
Do I not live as you do?
Do we not work the same land?
Bear the same marks on our hands?
Flesh and blood weÂ’re both the same,
Though we go by different names,
Both have families to feed,
Though we see things differently,

WeÂ’re running out of possibilities,
Running out of timeÂ…

When the walls come tumbling down,
And youÂ’ve lost too much to count,
Will you feel youÂ’ve won the fight?
When thereÂ’s no one else in sight?
When the walls come tumbling down?
And thereÂ’s no one else around,
Will you be on the side of right?
When all youÂ’ve loved has diedÂ…

To your conscience I appeal,
I stand before you, make a deal,
Before we all lose control,
And thereÂ’s nothing left thatÂ’s whole,
They say sometimes revenge is sweet,
But where thereÂ’s loss how can that be?
We are human so we feel,
We are men not made of steelÂ…

WeÂ’re running out of possibilities,
Running, running out of timeÂ…

When the walls come tumbling down,
And youÂ’ve lost too much to count,
Will you feel youÂ’ve won the fight?
When thereÂ’s no one else in sight?
When the walls come tumbling down?
And thereÂ’s no one else around,
Will you be on the side of right?
When all youÂ’ve loved has diedÂ…

Tumbling down, no-oneÂ’s around,
Will you be on the side of right?
Tumbling down, no-oneÂ’s aroundÂ…

WeÂ’re running out of possibilities,
Running out of timeÂ…

When the walls come tumbling down,
And youÂ’ve lost too much to count,
Will you feel youÂ’ve won the fight?
When thereÂ’s no one else in sight?
When the walls come tumbling down?
And thereÂ’s no one else around,
Will you be on the side of right?
When all youÂ’ve loved has diedÂ…