As I walk down the streets of this town

Completely new to me, what will I see

The darkness it settling down, warm wisper of the wind

I follow the crowd but don't know where they're leading me



Can you hear the sound

Drifting through the air tonight

Coming from the underground

It can be heard so bright

I must find more of that kind

The sound of freedom's call



And as we reach a park where campfires burn

It's already dark and it feels so good

Then I see an old man singing with all his heart

I join the circle now watching him enjoing the mood



Can you hear the sound

Drifting through the air tonight

Coming from the underground

It can be heard so bright

I must find more of that kind

The sound of freedom's call