Ring Them Bells
Bob Dylan
Oh Mercy (1989)

Ring them bells, ye heathen From the city that dreams,
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries Cross the valleys and streams,
For they're deep and they're wide
And the world's on its side
And time is running backwards And so is the bride.

Ring them bells St. Peter Where the four winds blow,
Ring them bells with an iron hand So the people will know.
Oh it's rush hour now
On the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down Upon the sacred cow.

Ring them bells Sweet Martha, For the poor man's son,
Ring them bells so the world will know That God is one.
Oh the shepherd is asleep
Where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled With lost sheep.

Ring them bells
for the blind and the deaf,
Ring them bells
for all of us who are left,
Ring them bells
for the chosen few
Who will judge the many
when the game is through.
Ring them bells,
for the time that flies,
For the child that cries
When innocence dies.

Ring them bells St. Catherine From the top of the room,
Ring them from the fortress For the lilies that bloom.
Oh the lines are long
And the fighting is strong
And they're breaking down the distance Between right and wrong.