Thumbing through an old newspaper
Coffee's getting cold
I know this is the end
I know my time has come

My time has come
My time has come

Angel of darkness is knocking on my door
With a steady rhythmic pace
Tearing down my curtain of truth and faith
I'm sure my time has come

My time has come
My time has come

Brother John, it's time to wake the faithful
It's time to get up and ring the bell
You know they are such sound sleepers
Get up and ring the bell

My time is here
My time has come

Don't want to go
Never knowing what it's like to be loved
So ring the bell, ring it loud and ring it clear
Go ring the bell

Walking down that old stone road
Takes me back to when times were good
Times were good and we were young
Take me back to that old stone road

Go ring the bell
Ring it loud for all to hear
Go ring the bell
Ring it loud and ring it clear

Hahh, Hahh, Hahh, Hahh

Ringing bells, ringing in my ears
Locomotives coming near
Locomotives coming near