Lyric

Clap Clang Clong! Go the bells of St Thomas

In a Sunday morning rain

Another blessed hour is upon us

Like time and time again

Another year still finds them there

And me not

That was easy to foretell

Far away from the bells that summon

One to heaven one to hell

And that’s a thought that stabs me

To the core

Like a pain that will never ever ease

Unless I’m on my knees

Listening to the bells

Of St Thomas

And all the power that they hold

That even here, far away

From their white noise

I’m feeling hot despite the cold

And that’s a thought that stabs me

To the core

Like a pain that will never ever ease

Unless I’m on my knees

St Thomas bells are ringing in my ears

They’re all that I can hear

Ooh, a long time ago they rang in the days

Now they ring years

And they’re all that I can hear

In my ears

They’re ringing loud

Loud and clear

In my ears…