[Verse 1: Cathartic cinematic-pop female lead, glassy guitars] Six months of Tuesdays in a recliner by the door Number nine bus on the other days and I'm drivin' it sore Lost my hair in April and I wore my uniform cap Passengers kept sayin', June, you look tired, take a nap Brass bell on the wall by the nurses' station shines Ring it when you're done, that's the rule, you get in line Every week I watched somebody ring it and walk free Every week I swore the next one was gonna be me [Chorus: Cathartic cinematic-pop female lead, climbing high] Ring it loud, let the whole ward hear Every bed, every chair, every Tuesday, every year Ring it for the ones still waitin' on the light Ring it loud tonight [Verse 2: Cathartic cinematic-pop female lead, war drums rising] Last day comes and the nurses line up by the wall Somebody's got balloons and somebody's crying in the hall Walk up to the bell and I put my hand upon the rope Then I see bed seven, and a boy who's out of hope Bed eleven's grandpa with his puzzle book in his lap Bed fourteen, a teacher in my same uniform cap Months to go, and they're all smilin' just for me So I lift the bell right off the hook and I set it free [Bridge: Cathartic cinematic-pop female lead, drums falling back] This ain't mine, this was never mine alone Every hand that held me up should get to hold it on its own Bus driver's rule, you don't leave nobody at the stop So I'm carryin' this bell to every bed until I drop [Chorus: Cathartic cinematic-pop female lead, climbing high] Ring it loud, let the whole ward hear Every bed, every chair, every Tuesday, every year Ring it for the ones still waitin' on the light Ring it loud tonight [Verse 3: Cathartic cinematic-pop female lead, bell procession, one more tom each bed] Bed seven rings it and the boy is laughin' now Bed eleven rings it twice and he takes a little bow Bed fourteen is singin' and the nurses join the tune Nurse who held my bucket in the spring is ringin' last Hangs it on her IV pole and rings it loud and fast Whole fourth floor is ringin' on a Tuesday afternoon [Chorus: Cathartic cinematic-pop female lead, climbing high] Ring it loud, let the whole ward hear Every bed, every chair, every Tuesday, every year Ring it for the ones still waitin' on the light Ring it loud tonight [Outro: Cathartic cinematic-pop female lead, glassy guitars ring out] Hang it back up on the wall It was never mine at all [End]
