I've heard all your reasons I've heard all your plans I have seen the seasons Bunched up in your hands you're the one-eyed mother you're the lion's mane swear you've heard the weather calling out your name
there will be no more winter there will be no more spring and there will be no more dinner bells left for you to ring there'll be no more dinner bells dinner bells to ring.
Maestro learns the music musicians learn to dance they'll be no more trumpets they're'll be no more flutes no more clapping hands I've heard all your reasons I've heard all your plans I've heard of your treasons and I've heard all your pleas and I've made friends with the big man
so there is no more winter there is no more spring and there are no more dinner bells left for you to ring. there are no more dinner bells dinner bells to ring. there are no more dinner bells dinner bells to ring. there are no more dinner bells dinner bells to ring.
Compositores: Arlen Robert Thompson (SOCAN), Daniel William Howard Boeckner (SOCAN), Hadji Noah Bakara (da Viper) (SOCAN), Spencer Krug (SOCAN)Editor: Third Side Music Inc (SOCAN)ECAD verificado obra #17883607 em 07/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM