You know the feeling you recognise its bell, It's starts ringing in your ears, like a ripple on the swell.
On a lake when a carp just shows you an inch, of it's wondrous, magical, existence.

In some it rumbles on delayed by life and all its troubles, it's woes and strife. But for some that feeling and the toll of that bell, say's go now, live your life and live it well.