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Lyrics

he maître d’ sleeps
While the others wait, they’re tired
They’re meddlesome hearts
Beat low
Watching the outside

A flash of light throws itself through the room signaling (backgrounds).
(A flashlight throws it self through ahhh)
So quietly they stumble to
The balcony and Pierre down at the ground below
(The Balcony and pier down at the ground below)
And following a voice calls out
(The Ground Below Ahh)

The Winter days go
Relentlessly hungry
Searching for rooms to lay low
Drifting through hillsides

A frozen board smashes through the front door way Awakening
(A frozen Board goes awakening AHHH)
And frantically they rush off for
The window pane and jump out though with broken glass
(The Window and jump out and following AHHH)
and following a voice rings out

Where are you going?
Where are you going? My Lord
Where are you going?
Where are you going?


(AHHH)
Morning wakes red eyes
Their father sits in his rocking
chair and waits by the fire
(Doo Doo Doo da Dooo)
With a wind in the front door way
voice is rings outside
Could it be one of the days to
realize?

Where are you going? Ahhh
Where are you going? My Lord
Where are you going?
Where are you going?