The Bell rings, and the bell sings.
It speaks out loud, the things we keep...
Inside of us that would only bring...
Hurtful, harmful, awful things.
The Bell rings, and the bell sings.
It careens its songs around us beings,
Between above, beneath all things...
Have a voice in which the bell sings.
The Bell rings, and the bell sings.
It gives life to such feelings...
Of what we may have and our dealings.
Because the bell has a voice in which to sing.
The Bell rings, and the bell sings...
Always
Constantly
Unwavering...
The Bell rings, and the bell sings...
...telling US instead,
To sing...
It speaks out loud, the things we keep...
Inside of us that would only bring...
Hurtful, harmful, awful things.
The Bell rings, and the bell sings.
It careens its songs around us beings,
Between above, beneath all things...
Have a voice in which the bell sings.
The Bell rings, and the bell sings.
It gives life to such feelings...
Of what we may have and our dealings.
Because the bell has a voice in which to sing.
The Bell rings, and the bell sings...
Always
Constantly
Unwavering...
The Bell rings, and the bell sings...
...telling US instead,
To sing...
