Let the Bells Ring
Nick Cave & the bad seeds"Let the Bells Ring" is a song by Nick Cave & the bad seeds, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:52 long and contains 36 lines and 203 words.
Lyrics
0:24C'mon kind Sir let's walk outside
0:29And breathe the autumn air
0:33See the many that have lived and died
0:38See the unending golden stair
0:42See all of us that have come behind
0:47Clutching at your hem
0:52All the way from Arkansas
0:57To your sweet and last amen
1:00Let the bells ring
1:08He is the real thing
1:13Let the bells ring
1:18He is the real real thing
1:42Take this deafening thunder down
1:47Take this bread and take this wine
1:52Your passing is not what we mourn
1:56But the world you left behind
2:01Well do not breathe nor make a sound
2:05And behold your mighty work
2:10That towers over the uncaring ground
2:15Of a lesser darker world
2:18Let the bells ring
2:26He is the real thing
2:30Let the bells ring
2:35He is the real real thing
2:59There are those of us not fit to tie
3:04The laces of your shoes
3:08Must remain behind to testify
3:13Through an elementary blues
3:17So let's walk outside the hour is late
3:22Through your crumbs and scattered shells
3:27Where the awed and the mediocre wait
3:31Barely fit to ring the bells
3:35Let the bells ring
3:42He is the real thing
3:47Let the bells ring
3:52He is the real real thing
C'mon kind Sir let's walk outside And breathe the autumn air See the many that have lived and died See the unending golden stair See all of us that have come behind Clutching at your hem All the way from Arkansas To your sweet and last amen Let the bells ring He is the real thing Let the bells ring He is the real real thing Take this deafening thunder down Take this bread and take this wine Your passing is not what we mourn But the world you left behind Well do not breathe nor make a sound And behold your mighty work That towers over the uncaring ground Of a lesser darker world Let the bells ring He is the real thing Let the bells ring He is the real real thing There are those of us not fit to tie The laces of your shoes Must remain behind to testify Through an elementary blues So let's walk outside the hour is late Through your crumbs and scattered shells Where the awed and the mediocre wait Barely fit to ring the bells Let the bells ring He is the real thing Let the bells ring He is the real real thing
Translation
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