On the day the Wall came down
They threw the locks onto the ground
And with glasses high, we raised a cry
For freedom had arrived

…

Now life devalues day by day
As friends and neighbors turn away
And there’s a change that even with regret cannot be undone
Now frontiers shift like desert sands
While nations wash their bloodied hands
Of loyalty, of history in shades of grey

– Still Old Pink

They’ve continued to acknowledge the worms are still there.