The curtain breathes the air swims. The sweat dries cold on the shivering skin. The sheets they twist and turn again round and round. My mother she feeds and cares for me. Shackled to responsibility. All her precious dreams for me crashing down. Ch: Tell them all to go away tell them all I'll be OK. Tell them all just not today not today . .. They're building special facilities. Laboratory animals die for me. I live with my humility - humility. November 1989 they're dancing on the Berlin Wall tonight. I feel the flow of history and have no part. Ch: Tell them all to go away tell them all I'll be OK. Tell them all just not today not today . .. A little night in town we said - oh I remember very well. They'll be out of prison soon and me I'm locked forever in this . .. I went for my mother to a holy shrine. The wheelchairs rattled through the afternoon. Over the cobbles and up the hill. In an ordered procession of desperate will. It hurts just the way it hurts today. Those moments come then recede away. Better to accept what you cannot change. The less the pain . .. Ch: Tell them all to go away tell them all I'll be OK.