Harken to the chimes On this crystal spring Hear their soothing tinkles When blown by the wind As your lyrics mingle With their gentle swing They’ll unveil the grace In simple things You are the music, make the music last Rhythm’s within you Let your smooth rhymes spread
Could you bear the noise Of a silenced voice? The weight of no sound Bang a gong And let one be a crowd
Harken to the pipes Floating on the breeze Hear their tuneful notes Hear them fill the spheres
You are the music Make the music last Rhythm’s within you Let your smooth rhymes spread
Could you bear the noise Of a silenced voice? The weight of no sound Bang a gong And let one be a crowd