Pete Townshend - Hiding Out Lyrics
From my window I see roadsLead to darkness, leading homeIn the midnight of a soul's unsleepingHear the waterfall of women weepingHear the distant noise of traffic stallingHear the prostituted children calling>From the barred and mess-floor streetOf a winter's night, without a moon,I am safe-hidden here.Hiding outI look over chequered fieldsAnd the towering web of steelYoung and old will sit and judge unfeelingWhile the empty churches' bells are pealingAnd the green hills lay ignored, untendedLonely watchers remain unfriendedAnd out in the one-way streetsIs a swelling maze, without a doorI am safe-hidden hereHiding out