Far between sundown's finish   An' midnight's broken toll    We ducked inside the doorway,   Thunder crashing.      As majestic bells of bolts   Struck shadows in the sounds    Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing.      Flashing for the warriors   Whose strength is not to fight    Flashing for the refugees   On the unarmed road of flight      An' for each an' ev'ry underdog   Soldier in the night    An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.       Even though a cloud's white curtain   In a far-off corner flashed    An' the hypnotic splatter   Of mist was slowly lifting      Electric light still struck like arrows,   Fired but for the ones    Condemned to drift   Or else be kept from drifting       Tolling for the searching ones,   On their speechless, seeking trail    For the lonesome-hearted lovers   With too personal a tale      An' for each unharmful, gentle soul   Misplaced inside a jail    An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.       Starry-eyed an' laughing   As I recall when we were caught    Trapped by no track of hours   For they hanged suspended    As we listened one last time   An' we watched with one last look    Spellbound an' swallowed   'Til the tolling ended      Tolling for the aching ones   Whose wounds cannot be nursed    For the countless confused, accused, misused,   Strung-out ones an' worse      An' for every hung-up person   In the whole wide universe    An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.