Their songs rang thinly in the cave, echoing back to them and to us, throwing the music into a doubling confusion.

Toward evening, their songs ring through the forest, a symphony of honks and hoots, quacks and croaks, squawks and shrieks.

And she has figured out that in rock 'n' roll, plagiarism can be a form of honesty: songs often ring true because they remind us of other songs.

Jack whoops and shouts and wrings his guitar neck, but the songs ring hollow.

But, in spite of this, the song rang in his ears, and daily grew louder.

The old song rang in him: If the gods have left you, Then laugh at them, warrior.

There are a few too many pompous synthesizers, but the ancient rhythms and the singers' raw, troubled voices make the songs ring with passionate commitment.

The Family's songs and tales rang with woe-but equally with joy.

But the songs ring hollow; no one expects to hear them in two years.

The song also rings with themes such as uncertainty and accepting being different, which doesn't necessarily mean worse.