And make their presence known.
Some live in seclusion
And choose to live alone.
Some men stand for justice
And walk inside the law
But of these men, the group I'm in
Are the men behind the wall.
They've given up their freedom.
They've sacrificed their rights.
By day they walk in darkness
And sorrow fills their nights.
They've learned to hide their teardrops
But still the teardrops fall.
They walk alone, all hope seems gone
For the men behind the wall.
Some have lost their families.
Most have lost their friends.
Today will bring a heartache
That tomorrow cannot mend.
Where letters are never answered
Where no one takes their calls,
They count the cost and much is lost
For the men behind the wall.
Their past is ever with them.
Their futures far away.
Their stories have been written
with little left to say.
No one to stand beside them
To catch them when they fall
The debts they've made are never paid
For these men behind the wall.
If there is one whose righteous
Then let them cast the stone
And if you've known perfection
Then let them die alone.
The one man who was perfect
was judged in Pilate's Hall
And he knows their debts but loves them yet
These men behind the wall.