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THE ICE IS SINGING
(words and music by Jesse LaMonaca)

the cold hung low along the waters edge
tiny crystals hung on every breath
the ice it cracked and moaned
it cracked and moaned
like a whale's song
like a whale's song

took shelter 'neath an old birch tree
where I stood frozen, huddled and bleeding
and I said Who wears a gun
Who wears a gun?
in the bedroom
in the bedroom

a villain does
a villain does
a villain does

at the bend the river it ran deep
just below the old church before the light valley
and thats where they sunk the bell
they sunk the bell
in the river bend
with invaders approaching

they sunk the bell
they sunk the bell
they sunk the bell
in the river bend

they sunk the bell (in the river bend)

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