Music of the spheres

Ringing in the heights

Music of a song we can no longer hear

Life is a battle to hear these songs, so we fight.

So different opinions we push away

Each person thinking they are wiser than the next

Maybe we will learn better someday

Whether a life ruled by facts

Or a person whose faith is in doubt

Or one who lives for his thorny crown

These are the folks who have the right to shout

And about all of human kind

The more we can hear the music we seek

that harmonious heavenly score we will find

Take the flight and find it all

Perk up your ears and hear

This is the crier's cry, the battle call

We pray the dawn of music be near.