Starry eyed and laughing, as I recall when we were caught
Flashing for the warriors, whose strength is not to fight
As majestic bells of bolts, struck shadows in the sounds
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones and worse
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless seeking trail
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flashed
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
And for each unharmful gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
Spellbound and swallowed till the tolling ended
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
For the lonesome hearted lovers, with too personal a tale
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
'Cause we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look
