A Thought (Breathe Out)

Sometimes the bell chimes offbeat and broken harmonies
Sometimes the bell chimes offbeat and broken harmonies
Spill forth in defiance of all life
Previously clockwork and measured for meaning

A thought, unaccounted for
Raises its head and breaks forth
And ushers in a new day
And ushers in a new day

Long-sought, weighed and pinned down
I am ready now
I am ready now
Long-sought, weighed and pinned down
I am ready now
I am ready now
I am ready now

I might spend three nights
Bent double with doubt
I might have to come up
For air gasping
Arms akimbo, but I am holding my own
Palms outstretched, I'm trying my best