The Bell - First Aid Kit

Don’t place your bets on me

I’m tired and I’m lonely

With nothing to offer you

Nothing to offer you

The pavement stares gray and cold

Our lives are a story told

Coming to an ending

It’s coming to an ending

How could I turn around?

Face the sound of the bell that chimes?

Ringing out, shrill and loud

To drag me back down

But I’m not coming home

Been out here for so long

The road it just stretches on

Till I stop pretending

Till I stop pretending

But the world is an empty frame

And now you are just a name

I’ll keep it that way

It’s staying that way

How could I turn around?

Face the sound of the bell that chimes?

Ringing out, shrill and loud

To drag me back down

But I’m not coming home

I tried hard to be brave

I tried hard not to be afraid

But trying wasn’t enough

I tried hard to be brave

I tried hard not to be afraid

But trying wasn’t enough

I’m sorry, I’m sorry

Can you hear the bell?

Can you hear the bell?

The bell, the bell

Can you hear the bell?

Can you hear the bell?

The bell, the bell

From the rust that lies deep in its throat

I hear solemn monotone notes

The danger, the ebbs, and the flows

In the silence of night it lets me know

That I’m not coming home