Hear the Bells

Stealing glances through the keyhole

In a brick wall's wooden door

Chains are keeping quiet secrets

On 200-year-old folklore

The graveyard on Elizabeth where no one ever goes

Kneel and pray to a gravestone

But the gravestone never tells

Hear the bells

Hear the bells

December crossing on to Chinatown

As the wind starts to cut through

Always, always on the lookout

But the poison's running through you

My stomach aches, try and concentrate

Walk the stairs to the third floor

Now I stand before a witch doctor, but the witch doctor won't tell

Hear the bells

Hear the bells

Hear the bells, ooh, ooh

Hear the bells

Floating on the sea, stars are watching me

Current takes me out, what will be will be

Floating on the sea, stars are watching me

Current takes me out, what will be will be

Hear the bells

Hear the bells, ooh, ooh

Hear the bells