Rain in Soho

No one knows where the lone wolf sleeps
 No one sees the hidden treasure in the castle keep
 No one learns the secret name
 No one burns in the absent flame
 No one broke D.B. Cooper's fall
 No one hopes to hear the bagman call
 Children piping in the main square
 But no one's dancing
 No one's dancing down there
 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
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 No promise sweeter than a blood pact
 Nothing harder to go through than a vanishing act
 No morning colder than the first frost
 No friends closer than the ones we've lost
 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 in 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