Tell me where the Spirits go
"Oh. To the underground."

I never wanted to see you cry
But I could not shield your eyes
So when the fountain dries... tell me where the Spirit goes
To the undertow?

I saw my father die
In a vision when I was a child
Somehow I knew that I'd survive... tell me where that Spirit lies
Does it take to the skies?

I saw you just last night
In our dreams we never start to fight
and oh how I miss you when the morning comes

When the morning comes, tell me where the Spirits go
To the underground? To the underground? To the underground?