Church Bells

You sit by the doorsteps
Near the Angels of Macbeth
You sit in silence
Now you've drowned in stress
You carry seashells
Thinking you might ward off death
You walk in circles while you hold your breath
While you hold your breath

Ohhh ohhh ahhh ahhh ahhh

Momma always used to say
Bells will ring when an angel grows its wings
And the preacher always used to say
That the Lord cant make a false mistake
Teachers used to call our names
Every day that those bells rang

You sit the portrait of a saint named James
You pray to a profit who shares your name
For all, that's forgotten some things still never change

You sit by the doorsteps near the angels of Macbeth
You sit in silence cant you hear the church bells ring

Ohhh ohhh ahhh ahhh ahhh

Momma used to always say
Bells will ring when an angel grows its wings
And the preacher always used to state
That the lord cant make a false mistake
And the teachers used to call our name
Every day the church bells ring