《1960’s Horror》歌词

[00:00:04] Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll

[00:00:05] We ducked inside a doorway as thunder went crashing

[00:00:09] As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds

[00:00:12] Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:00:13] Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight

[00:00:15] Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight

[00:00:17] And for each and every underdog soldier in the night

[00:00:19] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:00:21] Through the city's melted furnace unexpectedly we watched

[00:00:23] With faces hidden as the walls were tightening

[00:00:24] As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain

[00:00:25] Dissolved into the bells of the lightning

[00:00:27] Tolling for the rebel tolling for the rake

[00:00:29] Tolling for the luckless they abandoned and forsaked

[00:00:32] Tolling for the outcast burning constantly at stake

[00:00:35] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:00:36] Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail

[00:00:39] The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder

[00:00:40] As the clanging of the church bells blew far into the breeze

[00:00:42] Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder

[00:00:43] Striking for the gentle striking for the kind

[00:00:45] Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind

[00:00:46] And the poet and the painter far behind his rightful time

[00:00:48] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'

[00:00:49] In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales

[00:00:51] For the disrobed faceless forms of no position

[00:00:52] Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts

[00:00:54] All down in taken for granted situations

[00:00:56] Tolling for the deaf and blind tolling for the mute

[00:00:59] For the mistreated mate less mother the mis titled prostitute

[00:01:03] For the misdemeanor outlaw chained and cheated by pursuit

[00:01:08] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:01:09] Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flared

[00:01:12] And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting

[00:01:14] Electric light still struck like arrows fired but for the ones

[00:01:15] Condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin'

[00:01:17] Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless seeking trail

[00:01:19] For the lonesome hearted lovers with too personal a tale

[00:01:20] And for each unharmful gentle soul misplaced inside a jail

[00:01:23] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

[00:01:25] Starry eyed and laughing as I recall when we were caught

[00:01:27] Trapped by no track of ours for they hang suspended

[00:01:31] As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look

[00:01:33] Spellbound and swallowed 'til the tolling ended

[00:01:42] Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed

[00:01:58] For the countless confused accused misused strung out ones and worse

[00:02:01] And for every hung up person in the whole wide universe

[00:02:05] And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'