Venice, Italy City Ambience with the Bells of San Marco Tolling in the Distance, Crowd in Background and Light Activity

歌詞

Freise Green-Mason-Thomas Distant voice calling station-to-station Sounding lonely like a prison cell We embrace for the final celebration But we break at the sound of the bell Like two heavies walking back to their corners So beat up they can't see themselves It's been good to go down, spend an hour on the canvas But you're up at the sound of the bell It's a heartbeat away, a sound you know very well Listen to the sound of the bell In a world full of rumors It's a jungle everybody yells The sound of the bell See the braves wearing names on their sweaters Holding candles over wishing wells The scent that you smelt on the back of a letter Made you freeze at the sound of the bell