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.