Текст песни Chimes Of Freedom

Far between sundown's finish
an' midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway,
thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck
shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom
flashing
Flashing for the warriors
whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees
on the unarmed road of flight
An' for each an' ev'ry
underdog soldier in the night
An' we gazed upon
the chimes of freedom flashing.

In the city's melted furnace,
unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls
were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells
before the blowin' rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel
tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless,
the abandoned an' forsaked
Tolling for the outcast,
burnin' constantly at stake
An' we gazed upon
the chimes of freedom flashing.

In the city's melted furnace,
unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls
were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells
before the blowin' rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel
tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless,
the abandoned an' forsaked
Tolling for the outcast,
burnin' constantly at stake
An' we gazed upon
the chimes of freedom flashing.

Through the mad mystic hammering
of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems
in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells
blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning
and its thunder
Striking for the gentle,
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Striking for the guardians
and protectors of the mind
An' the unpawned painter
behind beyond his rightful time
An' we gazed upon
the chimes of freedom flashing.

Through the wild cathedral
evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms
of no position
Tolling for the tongues
with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in
taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf an' blind,
tolling for the mute
Tolling for the mistreated,
mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw,
chased an' cheated by pursuit
An' we gazed upon
the chimes of freedom flashing.

Even though a cloud's white curtain
in a far-off corner flashed
An' the hypnotic splattered mist
was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows,
fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift
or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones,
on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers
with too personal a tale
An' for each unharmful,
gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An' we gazed upon
the chimes of freedom flashing.

Starry-eyed an' laughing
as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours
for they hanged suspended
As we listened
one last time
an' we watched with one last look
Spellbound an' swallowed
'til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones
whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused,
accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse
An' for every hung-up person
in the whole wide universe
An' we gazed upon
the chimes of freedom flashing.