Текст песни Byrds, the - Chimes of freedom

Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway thunder crashing. As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds, Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing. Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight, Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight, An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night. An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed, An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting. Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting. Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail, For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale, An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail. An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught, Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended, As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look, Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended. Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed, For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse, An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe. An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
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