Nothingness And motionless Well this just may Be the twist at the end of the play Ring the bell For John Dubya Wells The magic hour Is close to the end of the day Oh you've drifted far away Carillon Rings out the song A sing singalong To carry you on your way A bloody mess I wouldn't expect any less From the alchemist And his messed up sorceress Carillon Rings out the song A sing singalong To carry you on your way