The Wall

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