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