[Verse 1]
Look at you
Too proud to say what you need
What? the bell in the church of your mind
Ain't been swung in such a long time
Dull brass and spiderwebs, choking the sound
Locks on the gate round your fountain, all dry
Pretty cherubs of stone await silver rain from the sky
[Hook]
Why?
You might come down and open your mind
Stop searching the ground for pennies
I wish for a voice from the sky
While searching the ground the pennies
[Verse 2]
Open the door to your steeple
It’s empty where people would gladly
Give a coin to restore your rosy window panes
Broken and boarded up
Mothers come sewing your curtains
Re-roping the bell that reminds you to move
While you pray
Polish and ring on down
Each wish you make
Children now splash in the fountain
The coins we have counted are laid on a plate
To feed them more
Look at you
Too proud to say what you need
What? the bell in the church of your mind
Ain't been swung in such a long time
Dull brass and spiderwebs, choking the sound
Locks on the gate round your fountain, all dry
Pretty cherubs of stone await silver rain from the sky
[Hook]
Why?
You might come down and open your mind
Stop searching the ground for pennies
I wish for a voice from the sky
While searching the ground the pennies
[Verse 2]
Open the door to your steeple
It’s empty where people would gladly
Give a coin to restore your rosy window panes
Broken and boarded up
Mothers come sewing your curtains
Re-roping the bell that reminds you to move
While you pray
Polish and ring on down
Each wish you make
Children now splash in the fountain
The coins we have counted are laid on a plate
To feed them more
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