Ring the bell throw down your heart, ring the bell

Ring the bell throw down your heart, ring the bell

When your heart opens up like a butterfly to a world that’s bigger than this

Spreads your arms up to the sky and surrender to the emptiness

You can think, you can breathe, you can wonder why and get strangled up in choice

But there’s nothing more true than the tenderness of the sound of a single voice

Singin’ glory glory

Hallelujah

Glory glory

Ring the bеll throw down your heart, ring the bell

You can go to church you can drink your fill of somеbody’s holy water

You can bow your head to the prodigal son or Sarah’s invisible daughter

You can reel from the noise and the chattering you have heard

But if you listen real close you can hear the truth—silence is the only word

Singin’ glory glory

Hallelujah

Glory glory

Ring the bell throw down your heart, ring the bell

There’s a boy in a field with his face to sun and his voice is starting to swell

It’s the song of the nameless mystery and it sounds like ringin’ a bell

And when he’s done he’ll bask in the glory and silence from above

And the only little sound that you can hear is the light and the power of love

Singin’ glory glory

Hallelujah

Glory glory

Hallelujah

Glory glory

Hallelujah

Glory glory

Ring the bell throw down your heart, ring the bell

Ring the bell throw down your heart, ring the bell

Ring the bell throw down your heart, ring the bell

Ring the bell throw down your heart, ring the bell