Dance so shall it be
Tone of the bell sounds so shall it be, No one's around the world is full of possibilities none shall speak, Living three lives to stay on the same line you couldn't see, Laugh at the pain and signs that can't be respected or rejected so let it be. Life is a hard vibe that never lets you breath, Joy and pain will not reach the seas. Trashed the water's and complain to me, Why all the heat that some will not leak only to shame the weak. So the hands come together for peace, the words but a whisper that will be hummed to sing, Eye's shift from right to left backwards lights moving show the blue print to me.
Crossed four way streets to hit the mark that makes you strong, You walk all day and you never let on. You never let the pain on your face be seen by the ones whom you as someone to depend on . Afternoon reached a high then you hear the tone for whom the bell tones, so shall be. Lyrics and shadows don't touch the tips. Clocks will tick after been the victim, Hurry quickly smell the flowers and hide from the bee's so shall it be. High love and low hate are the balance we need in the planet we dwell. Able bodied full of distained can't help a nation, So shall it be. Don't just run, run at full speed to get ahead of the stained glass, They knock on the door for the paper back exploited for funds. Listen don't be rude and so shall it be. You don't need to be in line with a head pat and new name. Just know the world can be as you see it. Because the bell has toned doesn't mean your basic instincts want it to. For the bell is a chant of a new hour! Which means a restart to listener, The bell is the beginning and or the end. The sanctuary, the salvation and the horror. Over load of bells can make the blanket heavy and warm. The bell tones so shall it be ! So shall it be, So shall it be, Indeed it shall be for friend or foe in need. Different meanings of the bell can make the world be seen so shall it be.
All the problems never spoken even if the side is awoken, The photos are taken by the dozens, Run! Hide! The bell needs to be rung and the bell ? The bell is loud the hour isn't up. But the I still hear the ringing and cracking on my ear, The bell ran fifteen year's ago, But still so shall it be. Hold on the room isn't cleared your majesty, The hour isn't up just wait for a few minutes, Wedding bell's? No! Church? No! But the bell everyone hears every day! Throw your hands up and enjoy the day. Why? Because the bell means what you see so shall it be!
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