The Bell

　　The Bell-First Aid Kit[瑞典]

　　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 it's 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