Track byBruce Springsteen
Far between sundown's finish and 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 And for each ang every underdog soldier in the night And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Through the city's melted furnace unexpectedly we watched With faces hidden while the walls were tightening As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain Dissolved into the bells of the lightning Tolling for the rebel tolling for the rake Tolling for the luckless the abandoned and forsaked Tolling for the outcast burning constantly at stake And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Starry eyed and laughing as I recall when we were caught Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look Spellbound and swallowed till the tolling ended Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds can not be nursed For the countless confused accused misused strung out ones and worse And for every hung up person in the whole wide universe And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing