The drums start low, from a hollow
Tapping your feet, sure to follow
Where it goes, an upward flow
It never ends, you’ll never know
All this music, filling my ears
Comic or tragic, losing fears
In the end, a friend is found
All you have to do, is hear the sound
The strings up next, a staccato stream
Could be a melody, from a tree
Slow and fast, a balancing act
Always to fall, from the chosen track
All this music, filling my ears
Comic or tragic, losing fears
In the end, a friend is found
All you have to do, is hear the sound
The flute was mute, biding its time
Waiting to connect, for a higher ride
Surfing on the, winds of change
Mellowed out, when all is strange
All this music, filling my ears
Comic or tragic, losing fears
In the end, a friend is found
All you have to do, is hear the sound
Can’t forget keyboards, breaking the fjord
Thunder and lightning, never ignored
Hear the waves crashing, a crashing chord
Fingers are dancing, on all the notes
All this music, filling my ears
Comic or tragic, losing fears
In the end, a friend is found
All you have to do, is hear the sound