“Belle” of the Earth

The road is empty, the subway lies ahead
There is no music all the sounds have gone dead
The day is misty, there's no life around
'Cause there's something wrong in this town

Out in the distance, there's a simple sound
It comes, it grows
Bell of the earth
Ringing like a tambourine
Calling right out of the silent places
Calling to me from the empty spaces
Core of the earth
Singing like a violin
Calling right out of the silent places
Calling me

Out on the freeway, silence abounds
The crowded highway is making no sound
The limo driver, he endlessly waits
For the long drive across the golden state

Out in the distance, there's a simple sound
It comes, it grows
Bell of the earth
Ringing like a tambourine
Calling right out of the silent places
Calling to me from the empty spaces
Core of the earth
Singing like a violin
Calling right out of the silent places
Calling me