I'll play upon my violin Until the mountains ring Of lonely laughter blindly thrown And cause an endless sark of strings The skies are sad They're dancin' to a silent symphony And the velvet voices all shall join The singing
The hall is filled to every corner By a tinkling hint of chimes A melody careens and crumbles Leaving just a trace behind A rhythm [palter and] faintly fails The silver on it's wings And the velvet voices all shall join The singing
The cymbals flash, the drums they crash The trumpets rise the song The brass beton plucks it's diamonds From a glittering wall of almost dawn The crystal chords they slash the wind In humble majesty And the velvet voices all shall join The singing
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