Williamsburg

Three unwise men travel underground Feeling inside makes a buzzin sound Lost their bearings lost all direction Still they push on These stepping-stones are all overgrown Been led up the garden path The voice leads them on though the face is unknown They're surrounded by strangers They wanted to go there until they got there Tried to find the road that led back and that no where Then they turned the corner it shone They found what they were looking for A smile behind the door in Williamsburg Three unwise men must be leaving soon Feeling inside starts to fill the room So naive to what the future holds Still they push on These stepping-stones are all overgrown Been led up the garden path The voice leads them on though the face is unknown They're surrounded by strangers They wanted to go there until they got there Tried to find the road that led back and that no where Then they turned the corner it shone They found what they were looking for A smile behind the door in Williamsburg