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