Fountains of Soul

I’ve made a vow to avoid my own reflection
The quintessential cast of imperfection
I’ve got a long long lonely road in front of me
I see my home from the eyes of a reformed refugee
There’s nothing much left to see
The enterprising mother
says yesterday is history
we can build ourselves another
A new drum will roll
Banging out a different sound
Fountains of soul
Flowing from the underground
These broken walls used to be my sacred sanctuary
And now it serves it place as a makeshift mortuary
I’ve got a long long lonely road in front of me
I see my home from the eyes of a reformed refugee
There’s nothing much left to lose
Except my only brother
We’re walking in two by two
life is out from undercover
A new drum will roll
Banging out a different sound
Fountains of soul
Flowing from the underground
There’s nothing left for you to see yeah
But yesterday is history yeah
A new drum will roll
Banging out a different sound
Fountains of soul
Flowing from the underground