Jean Bosco Safari

Crystal Wall

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Well you wake up in the mornin' got a job to do.
It's a job you have to fake it or else it makes you blue.
You feel the consequences burnin'.
You don't stick to the rules.
Once the engine starts a turnin'.
It's too late to check the fuel.

That little ol' lady with the fancy clothes.
Thinks she's Fara Dibah.
She looks you in the eye and the tension grows.
She's the Queen of Sheba.
And there ain't no room that'll lock up your moon.

No one can break through the crystal wall.
No one can break through the crystal wall.
You know I'll always wait the gate.
Of your crystal wall.

Well you wash your hair while it's rainin'.
The weather's so untrue.
You take a lot without complainin' but.
That ain't really you.

That little ol' lady bossin' everyone.
Wants to show her power.
The image of a woman rulin' everyone gets.
Smaller by the hour.
And there ain't no one stealin' away your sun.

No one can break through the crystal wall.
No one can break through the crystal wall.
You know I'll always wait the gate.
Of your crystal wall.

There were times that I called you, your voice sounded clear and free.
Times that I told you, this man is running on empty.
Times that you and I should make a choice down on our knees.
Every time that I look at you, I pray Lord, let it be me…

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