Do you hear the ringing of the bell tower
Counting off the days you can't replace
I would like to think it's not that way
All the songs that find you in the city
Pull you from your bedroom to the streets
Pushing all your sadness underneath
There's a song I've been singing
All these years as they pa**
There's a lot of big questions I never ask
There's a lot of questions never asked
Consider the lilies of the valley
Neither do they toil nor they spin
Still a quiet hand is watching over them
And I became a prodigal and left here
Petals out like windmills in the air
Waiting for a breeze
For any sign of care
There's a song I've been singing
All these years as they pa**
There's a lot of big questions I never ask
There's a lot of questions never asked