Testi musica canzoni

(Mason, Thomas, Freise-Green)


Distant voice calling station-to-station

Sounding lonely like a prison cell

We embrace for the final celebration

But we break at the sound of the bell

Like two heavies walking back to their corners

So beat up they can't see themselves

It's been good to go down, spend an hour on the canvas

But you're up at the sound of the bell

It's a heartbeat away, a sound you know very well

Listen to the sound of the bell

In a world full of rumors

It's a jungle everybody yells

The sound of the bell

See the braves wearing names on their sweaters

Holding candles over wishing wells

The scent that you smelt on the back of a letter

Made you freeze at the sound of the bell