Moving Under

Into the night, but out of the dark
To be cornered and yet to survive
The jester performed, with his body he scorned
With his voice he amused, and a little confused
His masters the king and queen
The laugh of the king was clear and strong
So out of fear the crowd laughed along
And how I'd love to leave here
Moving under...

Lost in space and with no hiding place
And no chance of staying alive
His men turn to him with confident eyes
They've been in trouble before, but still they're alive
They're sure he'll think of something
But slowly their eyes take on looks that accuse
As they realize, he know they must lose
And how I'd love to leave here
Moving under...

Doesn't anybody know that I am on the run?
How I'd love to leave here
Always moving on
Always moving on somewhere that doesn't mean a thing
How I'd love to leave here
How I'd love to be there
Always on the run
Always searching for some place that I can be alone
Doesn't anybody know the reason why?
Doesn't anybody know the reason why?

Into the night, but out of the dark
To be cornered and yet to survive
The fugitive runs, though his hands are tied
His legs are in irons but his head's held high
He knows how not to feel
The time is right to move out of the night
Into the light and stay out of sight
How I'd love to leave there
Moving under...

Doesn't anybody know the reason why?
Doesn't anybody know the reason why?