'belle' of the earth

the road is empty

the subway lies ahead

there is no music all the sounds have gone dead. the day is misty

there's no life around

'cause there's something wrong in this town. out in the distance

there's a simple sound

it comes

it grows. bell of the earth

ringing like a tambourine

calling right out of the silent places

calling to me from the empty spaces. core of the earth

singing like a violin

calling right out of the silent places

calling me. out on the freeway

silence abounds. the crowded highway is making no sound

the limo driver

he endlessly waits

for the long drive across the golden state. out in the distance

there's a simple sound

it comes

it grows. bell of the earth

ringing like a tambourine

calling right out of the silent places

calling to me from the empty spaces. core of the earth

singing like a violin

calling right out of the silent places

calling me.