| Open your shelters and let us all in | |
| Tired and homeless and hungry again | |
| Outside my window at fountain and vine | |
| Drunks and the addicts are forming a line | |
| Sharing their stories to comfort despair | |
| Carry the weight of the crosses they bare | |
| Praying for courage and wisdom to change | |
| Serenity costs more than pocket book change | |
| I want to tear down the walls | |
| And shatter the image that falls | |
| I want to turn all the tables | |
| And give back what doesn't belong to me | |
| Sleeping on sidewalks is how people live | |
| Begging for something, no one wants to give | |
| Size of your wealth is a bottle of wine | |
| Sipped with your friends, you'll soon leave behind | |
| Are your children in flames? | |
| Incarcerated and bound by the chain? | |
| Strangers paralyze | |
| Down in the gutters of fountain and vine | |
| I want to tear down the walls | |
| And shatter the image that falls | |
| I want to turn all the tables | |
| And give back what doesn't belong to me | |
| Feel like running away, running away | |
| Tired of seeing them falling aside | |
| There's no running away, running, running away | |
| I want to tear it all down | |
| Build it all up from the ground | |
| I want to tear down the wall | |
| And shatter the image that falls on me | |
| The view from down here | |
| Brings mention to mind | |
| Everything's sacred on fountain and vine |