Chimes of freedom    (sample)

 

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1. Far between sundown's finish and midnight’s broken toll,

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    we ducked inside the doorway as thunder went crashing.

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    As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds,

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    seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

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    Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight,

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    flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight,

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    and for each and every underdog soldier in the night,

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    and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

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2. There are cities melted furnace unexpectedly we watched,

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    with faces hidden as the walls were tightening.

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    As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain

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    dissolved into the bells of the lightning.

 

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    Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake,

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    tolling for the luckless, they are bound and damned forsaked,

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    tolling for the outcasts burning constantly at stake,

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    and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

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3. Through the mad mystic hammering and the wild ripping hail,

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    the sky cracked its forms in naked wonder.

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    As the clanging of the church bells blew far into the breeze,

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    leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder.

 

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    Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind,

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    striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind,

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    and the poet and painter far behind his rightful time,

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    and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

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4. In the wild cathedral evening the rain unravelled tales,

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    for a disrobed faceless forms of no position.

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    Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts,

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    all down and taken for granted situations.

 

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    Tolling for the deaf and blind, tolling for the mute,

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    for a mistreated maidless mother, a mistitled prostitute,

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    for the misdemeanor outlaw, chained and cheated by pursuit,

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    and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

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5. Even though the cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flowered,

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    and the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting.

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    Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but further ones.

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    condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting.

 

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    Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless seeking trail,

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    for the lonesome hearted lovers with too personal a tale,

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    and for each unharmful gentle soul, misplaced inside a jail,

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    and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

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6. Starry eyes and laughing, as I recall when we were caught,

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    trapped by no track of ours, for they hang suspended.

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    As we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look,

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    spellbound and swallowed 'til the tolling ended.

 

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    Tolling for the aching, whose wounds cannot be nursed,

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    or the countless confused, accused, misused,

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    strung out ones and worse.

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    And for every hung up person in the whole wide universe,

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    and we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

 

    (Bob Dylan)