Streets of Caen

The snow falls fast in Normandy but the ground stays evergreen
The ides of March are creeping now but as yet remain unseen
My heart aches for my true love, she waits for me back home
But I have found a love anew on the streets of Caen
The Cathedrals and the Abbeys stand like frozen prayers
Spirits linger longingly in the tower of old Saint-Pierre
The castle walls don a golden glow defended by the sun
I think I may have lost my heart to the streets of Caen
Ring the bells for the living, ring the bells for the free
Ring the bells for tomorrow, ring the bells for me
Ring the bells for your daughters, ring the bells for your sons
Ring the bells just to hear them echo off the streets of Caen
The old ones recall darker days they hope the young will never know
It’s etched into their wizened eyes and tattooed on the cobblestones
And the wind whips through the alleyways, the spectral army marches on
And you can clearly see why they gave it all for the streets of Caen
And the ladies are more beautiful than the rumors i had heard
They can leave you smoldering without so much as a word
Au Revoir is so hard to say still I must be traveling on
But someday i will return to the streets of Caen
Ring the bells for the living, ring the bells for the free
Ring the bells for tomorrow, ring the bells for me
Ring the bells for your daughters, ring the bells for your sons
Ring the bells just to hear them echo off the streets of Caen