Lyrics Hothouse Flowers

Hothouse Flowers

Christchurch Bells

It's been a long day coming, seems like it'll go on

Your window is open to the night and your coffee's still warm

You're feeling good now, looking well

Being soothed by the sound of the Christchurch bells

As the hours turn, you can hear them

They'll be ringing time

John, he lives in this town, repairs old watches and clocks

They don't give him much time, no, he doesn't know what's gone wrong

He keeps on moving on this lonely road from hell

Asking for forgiveness underneath Christchurch bells

As the hours turn, you can hear them

They'll be ringing time

Still the hours turn, you can hear them

As the time goes by, go by

Sunsets over the city, clouds are rising

And you can see clear up to the night time sky

And if you're feeling precious, you want to do well

Think of others, ask for a prayer underneath Christchurch bells

As the hours turn, you can hear them

They'll be ringing time

Still the hours turn, you can hear them

As the time goes by, go by

You can hear them and they're ringing

As the time goes by