Lyrics

People that play the music join the people that play the music Any old way you choose it say the people that play the music Through circles and cycles, revolving bicycles The new moon eroded, corroded, imploded The words are not written, the words are no longer The words you have read are smitten with wonder People that play the music join the people that play the music Take us into thе future say the peoplе that play the music New ways to improve it, make the music, music, music Refractions, abstractions new bolt on horizons The suntrap, the claptrap clattered the gate The heathens, the reasons, the dodecahedrons Through bygones and trigons frozen in time The words are no longer the same Music, music, music, music, music, music People that play the music join the people that play the music Any old way you choose it say the people that play the music New ways to improve it, make the music, music, music [?][4:12-4:29] People that play Never afraid [?][5:04]