where i'll be found
In the mystery of the moonlight
We move swiftly through the overhanging trees
While the lonesome prophet's crying
He's begging for the stars to leave him be
All the vagabonds assemble and they call themselves
The tourists of the dark
While in the shadows of the parliament
The wire men stage their final coup d'etat
The time has come
I'm moving fast
A whimper turns
Into a blast
I brace myself
I won't be hanging round
You know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be wading upstream
Chasing the sacred sound
You know where I'll be found
The remnants of the hourglass
Are shattered in fine pieces on the floor
While the wire man stands before you
Blood dripping right off his uniform
And you see your life come at you
Just as if it was rehearsed
As if the law was just a means
For the bad men to hid from the worse
The time has come
I'm losing height
I melt into the dead of night
I brace myself
I won't be hanging round
You know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be wading upstream
Chasing the sacred sound
You know where I'll be found
Oh I'll be wading up the river
I'll be searching for the source
I'll be moving through the valley
I'll be running way off course
And I won't be taking answers
And I won't be taking sides
I'll be deep inside the underground
You know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be wading upstream
Chasing the sacred sound
You know where I'll be found
We move swiftly through the overhanging trees
While the lonesome prophet's crying
He's begging for the stars to leave him be
All the vagabonds assemble and they call themselves
The tourists of the dark
While in the shadows of the parliament
The wire men stage their final coup d'etat
The time has come
I'm moving fast
A whimper turns
Into a blast
I brace myself
I won't be hanging round
You know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be wading upstream
Chasing the sacred sound
You know where I'll be found
The remnants of the hourglass
Are shattered in fine pieces on the floor
While the wire man stands before you
Blood dripping right off his uniform
And you see your life come at you
Just as if it was rehearsed
As if the law was just a means
For the bad men to hid from the worse
The time has come
I'm losing height
I melt into the dead of night
I brace myself
I won't be hanging round
You know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be wading upstream
Chasing the sacred sound
You know where I'll be found
Oh I'll be wading up the river
I'll be searching for the source
I'll be moving through the valley
I'll be running way off course
And I won't be taking answers
And I won't be taking sides
I'll be deep inside the underground
You know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be wading upstream
Chasing the sacred sound
You know where I'll be found
Credits
Writer(s): Harry Hookey
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