Texty: Al Stewart. A Beach Full of Shells. Rain Barrel.

I'm hiding in a rain barrel
Inside these consul walls,
This shaft of light is so narrow
I can't see much at all,
Outside I hear the feet running
Voices all around,
Foot soldiers with their guns coming
I can't make a sound,

But if Mr. Williams keeps his word
Oh my life could still be saved,
I might live to see a time when all these roads are paved,
If they break inside these walls
Oh, you won't see me again,
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word,
Someday, my story will be heard...

I'm living in a strange country
It's so hard to find,
It's not on any map
You carry it in your heart and mind,

Outside I hear the ground shaking
Up from underneath,
It's only when the empire's breaking
That you see their teeth,
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word
Oh my life could still be saved,
I might live to see a time
When all these roads are paved,
And'f they break inside these walls
Oh, you won't see me again,
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word
Somewhere, my story will be heard...

I'm hiding in a rain barrel
With one small patch of sky,
Don't think I'm gonna see tomorrow
Gonna bid this world good-bye...