Songs From A Bell Tower Songtext / Lyric

There's a sound, a chant

A decibel of a melody

Floating 'round the boundaries

Of the human ear

I try to write it down

Sort it out, savor it

And surely then all trace of it

Will disappear



The inescapable sort of

Distant echoing comes

When I've just started to hear it



Songs from a bell tower

In and out of phase

Rings on a dark hour

Passes through the haze



Songs from a bell tower

Robbing souls from the grave

Spirit over mind power

Showing me the way






I've been cast adrift of center

The humble servant driven by

A strange, benign, creative force

Through the darkest, deepest forest

I stumble on stupidly

Bound and determined

To stay the course



Miniscule this piece of greatness

With all the wealth of harmony

Should I feed into the source



Songs from a bell tower

In and out of phase

Rings on a dark hour

Passes through the haze



Songs from a bell tower

Robbing souls from the grave

Spirit over mind power

Showing me the way



There's a sound, a chant

A decibel of a melody

Floating 'round the boundaries

Of the human ear

I try to write it down

Sort it out, savor it

And surely then all trace of it

Will disappear



This inescapable sort of

Distant echoing comes

When I've just started to hear it



Songs from a bell tower

In and out of phase

Rings on a dark hour

Passes through the haze



Songs from a bell tower

Robbing souls from the grave

Spirit over mind power

Showing me the way



Songs from a bell tower

In and out of phase

Rings on a dark hour

Passes through the haze



Songs from a bell tower

Robbing souls from the grave

Spirit over mind power

Showing me the way