Carrying The Fire (The Walls)

They were wandering the roads with nowhere to hide carrying the fire, carrying the fire skin and bones and barely alive, carrying the fire Crushed down driven to hell carrying the fire, carrying the fire By the brute force of Oliver Cromwell carrying the fire, carrying the fire There were lost half a million lives Those that lived made sure the tale survived On hundreds of ships crossing the seven seas To Botany Bay, New York and Mississippi, through the cracks in godless concrete streets life bloomed like some rebel weed Escape from the city to the country On a freight ship he came from the east carrying the fire, carrying the fire In a hotel she cooks and cleans carrying the fire, carrying the fire He said I don’t know a soul in this strange place She said come on upstairs, come on inside We’re gonna keep warm We’re gonna survive Carrying the fire.