Towerblock

They're knocking down my towerblock

The place where I grew up

When the walls start falling

I'm gonna be ready

My estately home

Cold fingers risen from the land

I grew up life on stone

In the palm of your toughened hand

(They're all gone gone gone gone gone gone)

The height lines on my bedroom door

(They're all gone gone gone gone gone gone)

My soldiers hiding under the floor

(They're all gone gone gone gone gone gone)

The never ending Monday nights

(It's all gone gone gone gone gone gone)

The sound of Friday stairwell fights

They're knocking down my towerblock

The place that I come from

When the walls are falling

I'm gonna be ready

They're knocking down my towerblock

The place that I ran from

When this all means nothing nothing

I'm gonna be ready

There is glass on the carpet

There is dust in the air

This deafening wonder

But I wish that you were here

This space was a battleground

This place was a war

You beat me, now I beat you

As they tear it to the floor

I'm the only survivor

Of a life I've never known

There'll be nothing left of your devastation