Belle of the Earth - Manfred Mann's Earth Band

The road is empty, the subway lies ahead

There is no music all the sounds have gone dead

The day is misty, there’s no life around

'Cause there’s something wrong in this town

Out in the distance, there’s a simple sound

It comes, it grows

Bell of the earth

Ringing like a tambourine

Calling right out of the silent places

Calling to me from the empty spaces

Core of the earth

Singing like a violin

Calling right out of the silent places

Calling me

Out on the freeway, silence abounds

The crowded highway is making no sound

The limo driver, he endlessly waits

For the long drive across the golden state

Out in the distance, there’s a simple sound

It comes, it grows

Bell of the earth

Ringing like a tambourine

Calling right out of the silent places

Calling to me from the empty spaces

Core of the earth

Singing like a violin

Calling right out of the silent places

Calling me