[00:00.37] |
07.Turn The Bells |
[00:02.59] |
. |
[00:12.87] |
|
[00:16.57] |
The market-place has nothing to sell |
[00:20.75] |
Left alone its awnings shiver |
[00:24.82] |
Wind whistles through the wood |
[00:28.82] |
Fish teeth snapping in a river |
[00:32.50] |
Peaks puncture the sky, like a child's icy toes |
[00:40.94] |
Dipped in a stream, that a few of us know |
[00:48.56] |
And the clouds just a ripple? |
[00:52.75] |
A shock from the impact? |
[00:56.56] |
. |
[01:13.44] |
Shadows on the street, look like veils at morning |
[01:21.63] |
Ice blots in the stone cracks, where tears must have fallen |
[01:29.94] |
Oil by the bucket feeds flares to the heavens |
[01:33.68] |
Offerings of incense, small bills and lemons |
[01:37.94] |
Drumbeats in the caves and heartbeats in the huts |
[01:41.81] |
Protectors unveiled for the first time in months |
[01:46.00] |
. |
[01:49.25] |
You find some best friends, |
[01:54.88] |
We'll hold each other |
[01:59.00] |
And I'll turn the bells, I'll turn the bells |
[02:07.44] |
You find some best friends, |
[02:13.19] |
We'll hold each other |
[02:17.06] |
And I'll turn the bells, I'll turn the bells |
[02:24.12] |
. |
[02:30.50] |
The storm clouds pass and everything's for sale |
[02:38.93] |
The chattering of rapids and bartering of sunset |
[02:46.62] |
Beads crunch like bones through fingers and knuckles |
[02:54.75] |
Poor hands pick cheap quartz, in the quarries and cliff-edge |
[03:02.31] |
. |
[03:02.68] |
A group of sandalwood trees, with clotted blood coloured bark |
[03:11.31] |
Candle-lit teeth, half-moon smiles in the dark |
[03:19.24] |
The biker gangs smoking on the edge of the lake |
[03:23.44] |
The smoke like white horses a white-eyed mistake |
[03:27.40] |
There's spirits in the water like photos in a box |
[03:31.53] |
They're torn by the current and crushed by the rocks |
[03:35.53] |
. |
[03:38.84] |
You find some best friends, |
[03:44.65] |
We'll hold each other |
[03:48.78] |
And I'll turn the bells, I'll turn the bells |
[03:57.09] |
You find some best friends, |
[04:02.97] |
We'll hold each other |
[04:07.09] |
And I'll turn the bells, I'll turn the bells |