Walnut for window frames and fine paneled doors
Metal is strong but the heart works in wood
You’ll want to know that you did what you could
When you look back on all that time stole
When rock shatters pane just board up the hole
When every window has turned into wood
Lie down in the dark, pray the next bomb is good
You won’t have to hear it shattering more
Been here for a while, might be here longer
Your life as a building, vine covered brick
Notes for the future etched into façade
Plans all arranged before you to ponder
Remember your walls can not be too thick
They’re all that you have between you and God