The Freedom of Seamonsters - Jo Mango

Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seemin' to be the chimes of freedom flashin' Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight And for each and every underdog soldier in the night And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flashed And the hypnotic, splattered mist was slowly liftin' Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin' Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless, seeking trail For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale And for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Starry-eyed and laughin', as I recall when we were caught Kept by no track of hours for they hanged suspended As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look Spellbound and swallowed till the tollin' ended Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones and worse And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'