Morning Belle

We’re waiting for the morning belle<br> Before I lay, a place to rest<br> I hope today we will be friends<br> <br> Forever sitting with the mortals and angels<br> Waiting for a morning belle<br> I was a long long way from home<br> You were in search of the lost and found<br> There was a cold beacon on my tongue<br> It takes a good man to know he’s down<br> After the crash came a hit of stars<br> It was the call of indulging ghosts<br> It was the turn up in there, phone frozen<br> And she opened up the door<br> <br> And now here comes a fire<br> Tearing up the walls<br> In the end when this is over<br> She’s a morning belle<br> <br> All the open candles<br> We’re moving towards the love<br> Think of the ashes<br> She’s a morning belle<br> <br> The beating drum, the lonely sound<br> A broken glass<br> The leftovers on the ground<br> <br> (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); <br> If there’s a call won’t you call me here?<br> If there’s a God does she know my name<br> It was the turn of the earth on frozen<br> And she’s going himself and show<br> <br> Our melody…<br> <br> She’s a morning belle<br> <br> Here comes a fire<br> Tearing up the walls<br> In the end when this is over<br> She’s a morning belle<br> <br> All the open candles<br> We’re moving towards the love<br> Think of the ashes<br> She’s a morning belle<br> <br> A morning belle to raise the dead<br> A morning belle that lights ahead<br> <br>