396 (28.07.2015)

Come let me weave you a musical crown 
That you can wear until your dying day
And in those magic music waters drown
Or let those sacred sounds take you away. 
Now listen with your heart and ears and soul 
To every sound you ever hear that's played
And let the all consuming take control
And think of all the wonders music's made.
See how it raises up the sorrowed man
See how it evens out pauper and king
See all the wond'rous  things that music can
See how it changes every single thing.
So think with me a moment and rejoice
In all the glories of the human voice.

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