The Bell

Dont place your bets on me
Im tired and Im only
With nothing to offer you
Nothing to offer you
The pavement stares gray and cold
Our lives are a story told
Coming to an ending
Its coming to an ending
How could I turn around?
Face the sound of the bell that shines?
Ring it out, trim it out
To drag me back down
But Im not coming home
Been out here for so long
The road just stretches on
Till I stop pretending
Till I stop pretending
But the world is an empty frame
And now you are just a name
Ill keep it that way
Its staying that way
How could I turn around?
Face the sound of the bell that shines?
Ring it out, trim it out
To drag me back down
But Im not coming home
I tried hard to be brave
I tried hard not to be afraid
But trying wasnt enough
I tried hard to be brave
I tried hard not to be afraid
But trying wasnt enough
Im sorry, Im sorry
Can you hear the bell?
Can you hear the bell?
The bell, the bell
Can you hear the bell?
Can you hear the bell?
The bell, the bell
From the rust that lies deep in its throat
I hear solemn tones
The danger, the absent floors
In the silence of night he lets me know
That Im not coming home