People are marching in the street Waving their multicoloured flags Bringing their leaders to their knees You better change or pack your bags Let tomorrow shine the light in Let the sorrow fade as fighting 'Cause miracles bring us right and Miracles happen overnight Bishops and prophets speak their words Meanwhile the audience wants deeds And so soon soldiers shake theirs swords Too dark is the road that misleads them Let tomorrow shine the light in Let the sorrow fade as fighting 'Cause miracles bring us right and Miracles happen overnight "Music is the poetry of the air." (Richter)
"If music be the food of love, play on." (Shakespeare) |