(Ivan Drever) Written by way of a celebration for music and dance. Watching my seven year old Daughter's enjoyment of both never ceases to amaze me Let me dive into a river of songs Let them rest easy While we right the wrongs of the world Let me hear all the notes played on the scale That were sung long ago In the rain while we waited to dance Chorus: Let them sing when you play those strings Like the little one dancing And all that romancing Won't you let them sing Hear the words scanning the length of the line Why don't we sing them With hope in our hearts one mor time Carry me down to that river of tunes Carry on dancing With all the grace that you can Chorus No one quite knows where the music comes from No one can answer the questions From those far away Everyone knows what their soul holds within Everyone dances a little To tunes that are played Chorus