The Boy Who Knew How to Climb Walls

I was just a little boy running wild across the kills
Kicking balls, skipping meals, and I had a friend
He was just like a brother, just a bit older
And he knew how to climb over walls

Then the bombs came down on my small village town
As I looked around, it was gone
Mama called our names, father never came
Life was never the same from that day on

So I ran over roads, over rocks and ruble
Asking everybody, "Have you seen my friend?"
He was just like a brother, just a bit older
And he used to pray

Then a white haired man took me by the hand
To a broken musk, where he laid
He was still alive, eyes fixed on the sky
As he saw my face, he smiled
Then he passed away on that long sunny day
As the golden rays went down

So we dug some sand buried him in that land
Now I understand his way
Just another wall separates our souls
One that we must all meet one day

I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air
I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air
I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air
I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air

I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air
I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air
I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air
I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air
I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air
I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air
I can see him now floating on the air
Floating on the air, floating on the air