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Morning Belle

	A morning belle to raise the dead
	A ray of hope that lights ahead
	Forever,
	everything is leading a song
	We're waiting for the morning belle
	Before I lay, a place to rest
	I hope today we will be friends
	Forever sitting with
	the mortals and angels
	Waiting for a morning belle
	I was a long long way from home
	You were in search
	of the lost and found
	There was a cold beacon
	on my tongue
	It takes a good man
	to know he's down
	After the crash came a hit of stars
	It was the call of indulging ghosts
	It was the turn up in there,
	phone frozen
	And she opened up the door
	And now here comes a fire
	Tearing up the walls
	In the end when this is over
	She's a morning belle
	All the open candles
	We're moving towards the love
	Think of the ashes
	She's a morning belle
	The beating drum,
	the lonely sound
	A broken glass
	The leftovers on the ground
	If there's a call
	won't you call me here?
	If there's a God
	does she know my name
	It was the turn of the earth
	on frozen
	And she's going
	himself and show
	Our melody…
	She's a morning belle
	Here comes a fire
	Tearing up the walls
	In the end when this is over
	She's a morning belle
	All the open candles
	We're moving towards the love
	Think of the ashes
	She's a morning belle
	A morning belle to raise the dead
	A morning belle that lights ahead

	A morning belle to raise the dead
	A ray of hope that lights ahead
	Forever,
	everything is leading a song
	We' re waiting for the morning belle
	Before I lay, a place to rest
	I hope today we will be friends
	Forever sitting with
	the mortals and angels
	Waiting for a morning belle
	I was a long long way from home
	You were in search
	of the lost and found
	There was a cold beacon
	on my tongue
	It takes a good man
	to know he' s down
	After the crash came a hit of stars
	It was the call of indulging ghosts
	It was the turn up in there,
	phone frozen
	And she opened up the door
	And now here comes a fire
	Tearing up the walls
	In the end when this is over
	She' s a morning belle
	All the open candles
	We' re moving towards the love
	Think of the ashes
	She' s a morning belle
	The beating drum,
	the lonely sound
	A broken glass
	The leftovers on the ground
	If there' s a call
	won' t you call me here?
	If there' s a God
	does she know my name
	It was the turn of the earth
	on frozen
	And she' s going
	himself and show
	Our melody
	She' s a morning belle
	Here comes a fire
	Tearing up the walls
	In the end when this is over
	She' s a morning belle
	All the open candles
	We' re moving towards the love
	Think of the ashes
	She' s a morning belle
	A morning belle to raise the dead
	A morning belle that lights ahead