and midnight's broken toad
We ducked inside the doorway,
There's majestic bells and folks,
struck shadows in the sounds,
seeming to be the chimes of
Flashing for the warriors
whose strength is not defied
Flashing for the refugees
on the unarmed road of flight
And for each and every underdog,
Oh, starry night and laughing
As I recall when we were caught
Kept by no track of hours
Be fore they hang suspended
As we listened one last time
And we watched with one last look
Still bound and swallowed
Till the tolling went ended
He told him for the searching ones
on this speechless seeking trail
For the lonesome hearted lovers
with the person or the tale
And for each unharmful gentle soul
And we gazed upon the chimes