Against that background, I guess it's ok to mention I like chimes then
Chimes Of Freedom
Well far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken gig
We ducked inside the drums thunder barkin'
As majestic tubes of bells struck shadows in the sun
Sayin' it may be the chimes of freedom bashin'
Bashin' for the drummers whose strength is not to shine
Flashin' for the musicians on their unnamed road to shrine
And for each and every underdog basher in the night
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom bashin'
Well in the city's melted furnace unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden here while the bands were tightenin'
As the echo of the gigging bells before the blowing rain
Dissolved into the wild bales of lightnin'
Yeah giggin' for the audiences yeah giggin' for the ears
Giggin' for the chimeless the abandoned and forsaked
Yeah giggin' for the outcasts burnin' constantly at stakes
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom bashin'
And then through a cloud-like curtain in a far off corner flashed
There's a hypnotic splattered mist was slowly liftin'
Well electric guitars still struck like arrows
Fired but for the ones condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin'
Well giggin' for the searching ones on this speechless secret trail
For the lonesome haunted lovers with too personal a tale
And for each young heart for each channeled soul misplaced inside a bell
Yeah we gazed upon the chimes of freedom bashin'
Well starry eyed and laughin' I recall when we were caught
Trapped by an old track of vows for the bells suspended
As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed "Has the giggin' ended?"
Yeah giggin' for the achin' ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused accused misused strung out ones at worst
And for every hung out person in the whole wide universe
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom bashin'
Inspired by Bruce Springsteen