Ronan Keating - Ring Them Bells lyrics
[Ronan Keating - Ring Them Bells lyrics]
Ring them bells ye heathen from
The city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries
'cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide
And the world's on it's side
And time is running backwards and
So is the bride
Ring them bells Saint Peter where
The four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand
So the people will know
Oh it's rush hour now
On the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down upon the sacred cow
Ring them bells sweet Martha for
The poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world will
Know that God is one
For the shepherd is asleep
Where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled with lost sheep
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells for all of us who are left
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who will judge the many
When the game is through
Ring them bells for the time that flies
For the child that cries when innocence dies
Ring them bells Saint Catherine from
The top of the room
Ring them from the fortress for
The lilies that bloom for the lines are long
And the fighting is strong
And they're breaking down the distance
Between right and wrong
The city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries
'cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide
And the world's on it's side
And time is running backwards and
So is the bride
Ring them bells Saint Peter where
The four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand
So the people will know
Oh it's rush hour now
On the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down upon the sacred cow
Ring them bells sweet Martha for
The poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world will
Know that God is one
For the shepherd is asleep
Where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled with lost sheep
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells for all of us who are left
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who will judge the many
When the game is through
Ring them bells for the time that flies
For the child that cries when innocence dies
Ring them bells Saint Catherine from
The top of the room
Ring them from the fortress for
The lilies that bloom for the lines are long
And the fighting is strong
And they're breaking down the distance
Between right and wrong