Oh lighter noise Smoke, still The air is thick and heavy with longing The rythmn in our steps The thumping in our breasts The vaulted ceilings amplify an echo The movement isn't music A tender fleeting sound A fragile noise in an aurora of life And we don't keep the beat And barely step in time And soon the organ grinder keeps us dancing The rising city signs They linger then they're gone And no-one says a word any more A murmur in the air A secret voice at once Will speak now, for everyone For every chord we strike For every note we sing Rings hollow like a dying breath Raise your voices high From valleys to the mountains Where every aching stone returns your sigh At once Sing a song We'll sing along Sing for a long, long time