When walls were being raised around young Charlie's family, it was then the spark did start behind one thousand tiny doors
They'd walked down to the water, young Charlie and his father, and listen to the echoes over Danbury pond they'd sound
It was there they found, the music handed down to him
Let that spark ignite ten flames and set a roaring
Leave the ropes and frozen clothing drenched around the old man's bones
He watched behind the windows while the thunderstorm came dumping
His father without a hat or coat, listenin' to the bells that rung
From the church they hung, was a question sung to him
He came into the house and yelled, 'How do they make that sound!'
Sat down at the piano and he tried...
But the music that he captured outside above the rain, sent his mind a reelin' outside the bells kept peelin'
OOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo
Son let go of habit and free yourself from custom
Stretch your ears and come down close 'cause this'll be the last
Behind their ivy walls they don't want their answers questioned
But boy dont be afraid to play the music in your heart I've heard
You can trust my word
Leave the questions unanswered
When his father pa**ed the boy felt so alone
When the bells would ring outside the family home
And he'd feel it
OoooooooOOOOOOOOOooooooo