These Bells

These bells
Are dear to me
In them, I keep my secrets
Things I'd rather not tell, to anyone
Matters of ancient truths and fear

All is floating in resonance
Drifting in and out of phase
(Drifting, drifting, drifting, drifting)
The walls are circular, infinite
Remembers everything
(Remembers)
Remembers

The soft hit with a thick wooden stick
A soft hit with a thick wooden stick, wooden stick
Is all you need, to set it in motion
(To set it in motion)

Madame Cürie was wrong
Madame Cürie was wrong
She was all wrong
'Cause the atoms
Of the human flesh
Moves for nothing
For no one
Except this sound
The resonance of these bells
(The resonance)

Bouncing
From wall to wall

Set it in motion
Set it in motion
Set it in motion
Set it in motion
Set it in motion, (Set it in motion)
Set it in motion, (Set it in motion)
Set it in motion, (Set it in motion)
Set it in motion, (Set it in motion)
Set it in motion, (Set it in motion)
Set it in motion, (Set it in motion)
Set it in motion, (Set it in motion)
Set it in motion, (Set it in motion)