Little bells in my head ringing
Never seem to go away
How can I just keep on singing
If in my key they will not play?
And they're ringing out of tune
A lampoon to a solitary moon
In keys too high to climb
Oh tell me, is Canaan really hard to find?
Little birds in my heart winging
Never seem to fly away
How can I just keep on thinking
If from my thoughts I cannot stray
It's like flying from a jail
From the smell of a seedy old hotel
Through skies too high to climb
Oh tell me, is Canaan really hard to find?
And those bells keep getting louder
Enough to scare those birds away
Taking their time, too high to climb
Oh tell me, is Canaan really hard to find?
Little bells in my head ringing
Never seem to go away
How can I just keep on singing
If in my key they will not play?
And they're ringing out of tune
A lampoon to a solitary moon
In keys too high to climb
Oh tell me, is Canaan really hard to find?
Hard to find
Hard to find
Hard to find