Hear the Bells (Live)

Stealing glances through the key hole
 In a brick wall's wooden door
 Change are keeping quite secrets
 200 year old folklore
 And the graveyard on Elizabeth, no one ever goes
 Kneeling praying to a gravestone
 But the gravestone never tells
 Hear the bells
 Hear the bells
 December crossing on to Chinatown
 As the wind starts to cut through
 Always, always on the lookout
 But the poisons running through you
 Stomachaches, try to concentrate
 Want the stairs on the third floor
 Now I'm asking a witch doctor but the witch doctor won't tell
 Hear the bells
 Hear the bells
 Hear the bells
 Hear the bells
 Floating on the sea stars are watching me
 Current takes me out what will be will be
 Floating on the sea stars are watching me
 Current takes me out what will be will be
 Hear the bells
 Hear the bells
 Hear the bells
 Hear the bells