[Verse 1]
Long before the road was laid,
Before the mill and market square,
There stood a church upon the shore,
With hands raised high in prayer.
Then one cold night the waters rose,
And swallowed stone and spire...
Some still say the bell rings out,
Though no soul remains to pray.
[Chorus]
Can you hear,
The sound,
Of the bell beneath the lake?
As the water freezes over,
Every winter it awakes.
Mothers close their shutters tight,
Lest it call their child's name.
Can you hear,
The sound,
Of the bell beneath the lake?
[Verse 2]
Every child is taught the same,
Before the frost began to fall,
Never follow distant bells,
However soft they call.
Some have gone to find the sound,
Drawn where no tracks do remain...
When the thaw returns each spring,
They are never seen again.
[Chorus]
Can you hear,
The sound,
Of the bell beneath the lake?
As the water freezes over,
Every winter it awakes.
Mothers close their shutters tight,
Lest it call their child's name.
Can you hear,
The sound,
Of the bell beneath the lake?
[Verse 3]
Some will laugh and shake their heads,
Say winter bends the air.
Ice can sing a hundred songs,
If someone's there to hear.
But every year one house grows still,
One window stays unlit...
And no one speaks of what was lost,
Or who went after it.
[Final Chorus]
Can you hear,
The sound,
Of the bell beneath the lake?
As the water freezes over,
Every winter it awakes.
Mothers close their shutters tight,
Lest it call their child's name.
Can you hear,
The sound,
Of the bell beneath the lake?