Is it you the bell tolls for dear boy
You who prepares for the game in a fortnight
Is it you the bell tolls for dear girl
As you wait your husbands arrival at night
Is it you the bell tolls for old man
As you sit traveling through memory lane
Is it you the bell tolls for dear mom
As you end another day of smiling through pain
Tick tock, the clock keeps going
Time ain't stopping, Death keeps coming
No one's happy, no one's playing
Living like zombies, no one's laughing
You who cry and worry over trivial matters
You who set your mind on vengeance and destruction
If this should be your final hour
Tell me dear one, will it matter?
