It's the way I see it, and oh what a point of view    It's the line that calms us all, like a bell on fire    It's the line that calms us all, and how we love the call    Aim the sound at me       The small wall, the long haul up    Where candor always leads the conversation    The center of cities, it is divided    But it has no imperfection       It's the wall that holds us there    I'm thinking I can fly now    It's the wall that holds us there    As the city draws us down    I hear Mexico       Above all, are we out for contact?    Oh, can't I       And I could be an anchor    Drop me in the bay and watch me hold you steady       It's the way I see it and oh what a point of view       And I could be an anchor    Drop me in the bay and watch me hold you steady       Hold you    It's the way I see it