The Mess Hall - Bell | Текст песни

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Well I flew like Adam when you shot me from a cannon
And I landed like a stick of dynamite
Right then I felt something
In my backbone slip
Before too long
I was floating on my side
You got the whole world aching for the sound vibrating in your chest

And from your nest, I hear you sing
Sounds like a bell, built for a king
The line it takes, the arc it swings
I take a breath, you hold it in
And then my soul starts aching for the sound vibrating from your chest

So now the birds fly up into your bell tower
While the bull frog tries to blow a kiss
You got the mares all kicking, and the fox talking chicken
And the all trying to make a fist
You got the whole world shaking to the sound vibrating in your chest

And from your nest, I hear you sing
Sounds like a bell, built for a king
The line it takes, the arc it swings
I take a breath, you hold it in
And then my soul starts aching for the sound vibrating from your chest

I won't fall, I won't fall, I won't fall
Til your spell takes hold

And from your nest, I hear you sing
Sounds like a bell, built for a king
The line it takes, the arc it swings
I take a breath, you hold it in
And then my soul starts aching for the sound vibrating from your chest

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