Rain in Soho - The Mountain Goats

No one knows where the lone wolf sleeps

No one sees the hidden treasure in the castle keep

Dao dao dao dao

No one learns the secret name

No one burns in the absent flame

Dao dao dao dao

No one broke D.B. Cooper's fall

No one hopes to hear the bagman call

Dao dao dao dao

Children piping in the main square

But no one's dancing

No one's dancing down there

River goes where the water flows

No one knows when the Batcave closed

River goes where the water flows

But no one knows when the Batcave closed

No promise sweeter than a blood pact

Nothing harder to go through with than a vanishing act

Dao dao dao dao

No morning colder than the first frost

No friends closer than the ones we've lost

Dao dao dao dao

Nothing sharper than a serpent's tooth

Nothing harder than the gospel truth

Though you repent and don sackcloth and try to make nice

You can't cross the same river twice

The river goes where the water flows

But no one knows when the Batcave closed

The river goes where the water flows

But no one knows when the Batcave closed

There's a club where you'd like to go

You could meet someone who's lost like you

Revel in the darkness like a pair of open graves

Fumble through the fog for a season or two

No town more barren than our town

No haven safer than the one they tore down

No greater love than to lay my life down for a friend

No sweeter pleasure than to see the credits clear through to the end

No one knows where the lone wolf's gone

No one sees it camped out right there on the front lawn

We played for you but you would not sing

No one was going to get away with anything

The river goes where the water flows

But no one knows when the Batcave closed

The river goes where the water flows

But no one knows when the Batcave closed