Five in the morning the city sleeps
Blue on the screen red underneath
Coffee gone cold I’m wide awake
Watching the numbers breathe and break
No one can tell what waits for me
Hope looks a lot like certainty
One more minute
One more sign—
One more heartbeat
On the line
Before the bell before the sound
I’m still a king without a crown
Before the world can buy or sell
I still believe that all is well
But when that opening thunder falls
There’ll be no silence left at all
I hold my breath I know too well—
Everything changes
Before the bell
Futures are falling headlines burn
Every mistake awaits its turn
Margin is calling thin as a wire
Hope in my hands fear in the fire
I could walk out I could let go—
But something whispers “You don’t know ”
One more minute
One more sign—
One more heartbeat
On the line
Before the bell before the sound
I’m still a king without a crown
Before the world can buy or sell
I still believe that all is well
But when that opening thunder falls
There’ll be no silence left at all
I hold my breath I know too well—
Everything changes
Before the bell
Maybe courage maybe pride
Maybe nowhere left to hide
Maybe holding on too long
Is how we learn
That hope was wrong
Before the bell before the sound
I had a kingdom on the ground
Then came the roar the flashing red—
A thousand things I should have said
I held my breath I knew too well—
Everything changes
With the bell
The market never knew my name
The market never shared my pain
It only rang
The bell
