《1960 What?》歌词

[00:00:23] Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll

[00:00:55] We ducked inside a doorway as thunder went crashing

[00:00:59] As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds

[00:01:02] Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:01:09] Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight

[00:01:13] Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight

[00:01:26] And for each and every underdog soldier in the night

[00:01:34] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:01:37] Through the city's melted furnace unexpectedly we watched

[00:01:44] With faces hidden as the walls were tightening

[00:01:47] As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain

[00:01:54] Dissolved into the bells of the lightning

[00:01:58] Tolling for the rebel tolling for the rake

[00:02:02] Tolling for the luckless they abandoned and forsaked

[00:02:07] Tolling for the outcast burning constantly at stake

[00:02:14] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:02:17] Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail

[00:02:21] The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder

[00:02:25] As the clanging of the church bells blew far into the breeze

[00:02:29] Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder

[00:02:37] Striking for the gentle striking for the kind

[00:02:39] Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind

[00:02:42] And the poet and the painter far behind his rightful time

[00:02:50] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'

[00:03:03] In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales

[00:03:06] For the disrobed faceless forms of no position

[00:03:25] Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts

[00:03:28] All down in taken for granted situations

[00:03:31] Tolling for the deaf and blind tolling for the mute

[00:03:37] For the mistreated mate less mother the mis titled prostitute

[00:03:47] For the misdemeanor outlaw chained and cheated by pursuit

[00:03:55] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:04:00] Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flared

[00:04:07] And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting

[00:04:13] Electric light still struck like arrows fired but for the ones

[00:04:21] Condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin'

[00:04:26] Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless seeking trail

[00:04:35] For the lonesome hearted lovers with too personal a tale

[00:04:43] And for each unharmful gentle soul misplaced inside a jail

[00:04:52] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:04:57] Starry eyed and laughing as I recall when we were caught

[00:05:10] Trapped by no track of ours for they hang suspended

[00:05:22] As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look

[00:05:32] Spellbound and swallowed 'til the tolling ended

[00:05:39] Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed

[00:05:49] For the countless confused accused misused strung out ones and worse

[00:05:58] And for every hung up person in the whole wide universe

[00:06:09] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'