The Bell Songtext
von Mary Timony

On my twenty-sixth day of being alone
I hung out of the window by the telephone
I heard the trees calling out your name
And I wandered in the forest of becoming insane
In what is right and what is wrong
There will always be weak and always be strong
Dona nobis pater
Does the bell ring for one of them
And why does it toll in this time of need
Can I smash the phone and go back to sleep


To swim in the ocean of the peoples′ tears
That was made for us over a million years
We wander through the fields of insufferable weeds
We watch for the people coming out to feed
They feed on rocks and they feed on blood
And only the strong have fed on love
Between what is short and what is long
There will always be weak and always be strong
There will always be strong in everything
Always an end and a beginning