Pete Townshend - Hiding Out lyrics

Lead to darkness, leading home

In the midnight of a soul's unsleeping

Hear the waterfall of women weeping

Hear the distant noise of traffic stalling

Hear the prostituted children calling

>From the barred and mess-floor street

Of a winter's night, without a moon,

I am safe-hidden here.

Hiding out

I look over chequered fields

And the towering web of steel

Young and old will sit and judge unfeeling

While the empty churches' bells are pealing

And the green hills lay ignored, untended

Lonely watchers remain unfriended

And out in the one-way streets

Is a swelling maze, without a door

I am safe-hidden here

Hiding out