Where is the music of the world?
Snug within our heart all curled,
The beat does remain,
Only a silent refrain,
Tender as a petal,
Strong as a medal.
No one ever walks away.
Reflections hold them to stay.
The love is too strong
Can't be lost in wrong.
We ourselves are the conducter
Between the earth and heaven's structure.
Our hands pick up your tracks,
Toss them to the highest racks
High, oh so high above the clouds,
Above away from today's shrouds
Of war and weeping mother's
To a safe place until love covers.