Three Bells - Guy Garvey

The stars

The stars

The stars

Gentle bells say three

New bells you tell me

How the old one sounded

When they crashed to the ground

The night the church burned down

How Hymn books flaming flew

In to the sky escaping souls

Fireflies

It’s hard now to imagine

That this God had ever saw such

Soaring drama

When the stars

When the gentle bells say three

Kisses you and me