Listen, listen, listen brother of mine – she says just a small moment of time – faith is a tree that wants only to grow – a cry in the dark for him who wanders alone – hear the bells. Seven wonders to take our breath away – what is left in your hands when your pictures fade – a voice in the desert is calling your name to be heard – don’t confuse wisdom with all the things that you learn. Brother I am not more than what you can see – my mind is the tide churning the waters beneath – and towers that lean will sway with the wind don’t you know – we’re all the same, I wonder where do we go – where do we go – tell me where. I need something stronger – to keep my feet on the ground – are you content chasing shadows – I find no peace in what you have found – your hopeful unknown – tell me, where do we go. Listen, listen, listen brother of mine – here at the end we’ve only a moment of time – I am the last one standing amongst the crowd – cant you hear me calling – calling loud – hear the bells.