Chimes of Freedom-Ron Flynt

[ti:Chimes Of Freedom] [ar:Ron Flynt] [al:12 Strings And Tambourines] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Chimes of Freedom - Ron Flynt [00:15.91]Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll [00:23.67]We ducked inside the doorways thunder went crashing [00:29.24] [00:30.68]As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds [00:38.23]Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing [00:43.53] [00:45.53]Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight [00:52.85]Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight [00:59.02] [01:00.15]And for each and every underdog soldier in the night [01:07.20]And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing [01:13.89] [01:14.76]Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed [01:21.94]And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting [01:27.81] [01:29.51]Electric light still struck like arrows fired but for the ones [01:37.00]Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting [01:41.92] [01:43.92]Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless seeking trail [01:51.35]For the lonesome hearted lovers with too personal a tale [01:58.59]And for each unharmful gentle soul misplaced inside a jail [02:05.82]And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing [02:09.41] [02:31.83]Starry-eyed and laughing as I recall when we were caught [02:39.14]Trapped by no track of hours for they hang suspended [02:44.13] [02:46.31]As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look [02:52.81] [02:53.74]Spellbound and swallowed till the tolling ended [02:59.16] [03:01.16]Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed [03:07.23] [03:08.23]For the countless confused accused misused strung-out ones and worse [03:15.53]And for every hung up person in the whole wide universe [03:21.83] [03:22.92]And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing