Chimes of Freedom

Intro :          ( ...) Far between the sundown's finish and midnights broken toll we ducked inside the doorway as thunder went 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 of the unarmed road of flight and for each and every underdog soldier in the night and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing             There are cities melted furnace unexpectedly we watched with faces hidden as the walls were tightening As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain dissolved into the bells of the lightning Tolling for the rebel tolling for the rake tolling for the luckless they are bound and damned forsaked tolling for the outcasts burning constantly at stake and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Through the mad mystic hammering and the wild ripping hail the sky cracked its farms in naked wonder As the clanging of the church bells blew far into the breeze leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder Striking for the gentle striking for the kind striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind and the poet and painter far behind his rightful time and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing In the wild cathedral evening the rain unravelled tales for a disrobed faceless farms of no position Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts all down and taken for granted situations Tolling for the deaf and blind tolling for the mute for a mistreated maidless mother, a mistitled prostitute for the misdemeanor outlaw chained and cheated by pursuit and we gaze upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though the cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flowered and the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows fired but further 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 and for each unharmful gentle soul misplaced inside a jail and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Starry eyes and laughing as I recall when we were caught trapped ours for they hang suspended As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look spellbound and swallowed 'til the tolling ended Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed or the countless confused accused misused strung out ones and worse and for every hung up person in the whole wide universe and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing dee dee...