Don't place your bets on me
I'm tired and I'm only
With nothing to offer you

Nothing to offer you

The pavement stares gray and cold

Our lives are a story told
Coming to an ending
It's coming to an ending


How could I turn around?
Face the sound of the bell that shines?

Ring it out, trim it out
To drag me back down


BUT I'M NOT COMING HOME

Been out here for so long

The road just stretches on
Till I stop pretending
Till I stop pretending


But the world is an empty frame
And now you are just a name

I'll keep it that way
It's staying that way


How could I turn around?
Face the sound of the bell that shines?
Ring it out, trim it out

To drag me back down

BUT I'M NOT COMING HOME


I tried hard to be brave
I tried hard not to be afraid

But trying wasn't enough

I tried hard to be brave

I tried hard not to be afraid
But trying wasn't enough


I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Can you hear the bell?
Can you hear the bell?

The bell, the bell

Can you hear the bell?

Can you hear the bell?
The bell, the bell


From the rust that lies deep in its throat
I hear solemn tones
The danger, the absent floors

In the silence of night he lets me know

THAT I'M NOT COMING HOME