Bells

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Silver Because i love you supporting, uplifting, helping, Humming Because i love you
Take a step back and let those strings unwind, The corrupted skylights hang over head, Crunching noises heard as they grind, As if it were to be the soft pillow of a bed.
Ring, Ring. They shine, they sing. One, Two, Three, Four. The notes they move up and down like a roller coaster.
Ring, Ring. They shine, they sing. One, Two, Three, Four. The notes they move up and down like a roller coaster.
Up in the bell tower Over yonder way They ring for the hour Of twelve on God’s days Upon the carillon Guised in a garb pitch dark A man plays a song Which sets a mood so stark
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