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When a room becomes an
and what beast that exist
it flies with music our lips
and steals a kiss and it
out into the
where stand on cliffs
and cobbled streets they and drift
and moods are made and set but
this place skies are low
and are big

We went to in day
and woke again the day
we have learned to the time
and find the
that the clocks cannot
as I looked up that stage
I felt the thing that had made
And how it
And how it

How to
Something makes me
and to the core
ah if it was raining
then inside be a storm
got a pair of hands for climbing
and a pair of to spring
and a of balls for strength

and a pair of lungs to
and these simple
say: music is the language of us all

To write songs is to be written
ah the always knows
what is in
and what is the thing that sings us
is the that makes us roar
I that beast 'kisso my neck
we our hands
and them spread
there was a trumpet and a
a pack of Spaniards for more
is the language of us all
music is the of us all
music is the of us all
is the language of us all

I find it hard to speak
cos these things are the that
be said
and when struck it strikes
the memory from our
once I to play's
to be for a night
and despite the unknown
happens
when the turns out the lights
then we and yawn
to music the language of us all