Where I’ll Be Found

In the mystery of the moonlight we move swiftly through the overhanging trees
And the lonesome prophets crying, he's begging for the stars to leave me
All the vagabonds assemble and they call themselves the tourists of the dark
While in the shadows of the parliament the wireman stage their final cool guitar
The time has come I'm moving fast, a whimper turns into a blast
I breeze myself out on the hanging round, you know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be waiting upstream chasing the scared sound
You know where I'll be found

Now the remnants of the hourglass they shattered in fine pieces on the floor
As the wild man stands before you, blood dripping right off his uniform
And you see your life come at you just as if it was rehearsed
When the law is just a means for the bad men to hid from the worst
Now the time has come, I'm losing height, I melt into the dead of night
I praise myself, out on the hanging round, you know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be waiting upstream chasing the scared sound
Oh you know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be waiting upstream chasing the scared sound
You know where I'll be found

Oh I'll be waiting up the river, I'll be searching for the sores
I'll be moving for the ally, I'll be running way off course
And I won't be taking answers, 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 waiting upstream chasing the scared sound
You know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be waiting upstream chasing the scared sound
You know where I'll be found

You know where I'll be found
You know where I'll be found
I'll be waiting upstream chasing the scared sound
You know where I'll be found