On an old fiery road
My father raised his sword
Into the suns ferocious glow

Singing where did all the feeling go?

I hear the roaring of the ocean from my home

And I lift my voice up to the thundering storm
And under the branches
There is a place I know.


You kids in empty palaces
You'll be burning all of your violins

When you say
I'm not hiding in the places that I wanted to be found


But in the morning I can see you on the coast.
I lay my body down onto the forest floor
Cause under the branches

There is a place I know.