Bob Dylan Lyrics

Album: ANOTHER SIDE OF BOB DYLAN

Chimes Of Freedom Lyrics

Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll

 We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing

 As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds

 Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing

 Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight

 Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight

 An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night

 An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

 In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched

 With faces hidden as the walls were tightening

 As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain

 Dissolved into the bells of the lightning

 Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake

 Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked

 Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake

 An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

 Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail

 The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder

 That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze

 Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder

 Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind

 Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind

 An' the poet an the painter far behind his rightful time

 An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

 In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales

 For the disrobed faceless forms of no position

 Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts

 All down in taken-for granted situations

 Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute

 For the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute

 For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit

 An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

 Even though a clouds's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed

 An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting

 Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones

 Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting

 Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail

 For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale

 An' for each unharmfull, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail

 An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

 Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught

 Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended

 As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look

 Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended

 Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed

 For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse

 An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe

 An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.