Bells of Morning [Live] Songtext
von Stephen Fearing

Tonight I′m speechless, my head is filled with pouring rain
As the darkness falls on Montreal
When violence is shrieking, the city streets will run with pain
Until the moon can shed no light at all
And I believe that we have fallen in the middle of an old highway
And the past is rolling over us
As men begin to understand what women say
They see history reaching out to smother all of us

So ring the bells of mourning for sorrow and for shame
And let the deep well inside each of us swell with outrage
And those of us who know what went before can come again
Must ring the bells of mourning

I met a man once, he held himself tighter than a fist
He was hard and fast in his inflexibility
He was threatened by the future, a product of the past
And he was terrified of his own femininity


We must ring the bells of mourning, we have everything to gain
And may those of us who comprehend commit our lives to change
And if you swear you can't let yourself be vulnerable again
Ring the bells, the bells of mourning

For if we can′t face ourselves, we will never understand
We can learn to make a cradle with these stubborn hands
And we will hear the echoes from this shattered land
When we ring the bells of mourning

I met a woman once, she told me she was scared
That we might never see the day when the violence was overcome
She said silence is the fuel of fear and ignorance
The roaring flames that burn the freedom out of everyone
She said, "Ring the bells of mourning, let none of us pretend
For if you walk the path in silence, you might never reach the end
And those of us who know what went before can come again
Must ring the bells of mourning"


Oh, ring the bells of mourning
Ring them loud, ring them long
And let the mother tongue's strength
Be the peaceful language of the song
And let those ancient voices
Lead us all into the dawn
Ring the bells, the bells of mourning
Ring the bells, the bells of mourning
Ring the bells, ring the bells of mourning