| [00:25.37] | As I walk down the streets of this town |
| [00:31.87] | Completely new to me, what will I see |
| [00:38.49] | The darkness is settling down, warm whisper of the |
| [00:45.51] | I follow the crowd but don't know where they're |
| [00:52.65] | Can you hear the sound |
| [00:55.28] | Drifting through the air tonight |
| [00:58.58] | Coming from the underground |
| [01:01.94] | It can be heard so bright |
| [01:05.77] | I must find more of that kind |
| [01:11.40] | The sound of freedom's call |
| [01:15.71] | And as we reach a park where campfires burn |
| [01:22.86] | It's already dark and it feels so good |
| [01:29.60] | Then I see an old man singing with all his heart |
| [01:36.18] | I join the circle now watching him enjoying the mood |
| [01:42.88] | Can you hear the sound |
| [01:46.28] | Drifting through the air tonight |
| [01:49.53] | Coming from the underground |
| [01:52.78] | It can be heard so bright |
| [01:56.36] | I must find more of that kind |
| [02:02.38] | The sound of freedom's call |
| [02:37.03] | Can you hear the sound |
| [02:40.22] | Drifting through the air tonight |
| [02:42.45] | Coming from the underground |
| [02:45.78] | It can be heard so bright |