If these walls could talk If these walls could talk, I'd hope they wouldn't say anything Because they've seen way too many things 'Cause we'd fall from grace, we're falling Yeah, we'd fall from grace Some things are meant to be secret and not to be heard

Of cabbages and kings And there’s only one (and there is only one) The time has come, the Walrus said To talk of many things Of ships and shoes and sealing wax Just one life to live (one life to live yeah) Assuming that we’ll make it Yes there’s only one