My Wall Lyrics - Rev - Ten Foot Pole

A middle class mom crouches on the hill 

Eyes behind binoculars, she sits so still 

Spots a boy going under the freeway 

Whispers in her radio, going for the kill 

Open your eyes, you're fighting kids 

Who only want to make their mark 

Everything else you took away 

You left them in the dark, open your eyes 

Your way is not about beauty 

It's about rights and choice 

Speech isn't free 

It is only for those who can afford to raise their voice 

Say it is pollution, they say it is a sin 

Mobilize their force to stop the demon within 

They say it is not a battle, it is a full scale war 

Recruiting volunteers like never before