Herbie Hancock - The Song Goes On lyrics

I am only one of my many mouths And at that, the one that will be still the soonest Much stands behind me: I stand here like a tree... Much stands behind me: I stand here like a tree... And the song goes on, beautiful The song goes on, beautiful The song goes on, beautiful The song goes on, beautiful I am the rest between two notes Which always seem to be clashing Because d**hs note wants to climb over- But in the dark interval, reconciled They must stay there trembling And d**hs note wants to climb over And the song goes on, beautiful The song goes on, beautiful The song goes on, beautiful The song goes on, beautiful