Avey Tare - The Musical lyrics
[Avey Tare - The Musical lyrics]
How did it get started? That's
A long train of thought
Many different frames of mind would
Have played in the musical
Alone in a field I wonder how it is explained
That a person comes into the field of
Making sound and putting it together
Jumping in the void
Guess that's how it made me feel
When the mouth would open up and
Project the sound that's buzzing
Deep within my chest
Is it my heart that makes the song?
When the breath wants to come
Out, and the note begins
I start to feel much better
And like the tumbling creeks
Something makes the song go on
And they're people that dissect
And they're people who are indifferent
We've sung out all the ages
Our sadness and our rage
I can hear the mountains singing
And I do believe they could do that forever
And some will be just like the tenors
And put on their suit's and go on
It was just a wild wail
But someone had to make a map
And it might have been a walk
Or I'm remembering me dreaming
Whatever is the case
Something put me on the trail
Or I saw it on a wall
Or maybe there's a page that
Talks about the tenors
Then you're in a group
Or you're solo on the stage
Is your audience the trees
Or do you crave to be professional?
One thing I'd like to know is
Does it always feel the same
To be in the grass and singing or to put
On suit's and be just like the tenors
And some will be just like the tenors
And put on their suit's and go on
Do you know how it feels
And not what it means, this song?
You ever felt a thing and known that's
How you felt about it all along?
And some will be just like the tenors
And put on their suit's and go on
Do you know how it feels
And not what it means, this song?
You ever feel a thing and know that's
How you felt about it all along?
How did it get started? That's
A long train of thought
Many different frames of mind have
Played in the musical
Alone in a field I wonder how it is explained
That a person comes into the field of
Making sounds and putting them together
Jumping in the void
Guess that's how it made me feel
When the mouth would open up and
Project the sound that's buzzing
Deep within my chest
Is it my heart that makes the song?
When the breath wants to come
Up, and the note begins
I start to feel much better
A long train of thought
Many different frames of mind would
Have played in the musical
Alone in a field I wonder how it is explained
That a person comes into the field of
Making sound and putting it together
Jumping in the void
Guess that's how it made me feel
When the mouth would open up and
Project the sound that's buzzing
Deep within my chest
Is it my heart that makes the song?
When the breath wants to come
Out, and the note begins
I start to feel much better
And like the tumbling creeks
Something makes the song go on
And they're people that dissect
And they're people who are indifferent
We've sung out all the ages
Our sadness and our rage
I can hear the mountains singing
And I do believe they could do that forever
And some will be just like the tenors
And put on their suit's and go on
It was just a wild wail
But someone had to make a map
And it might have been a walk
Or I'm remembering me dreaming
Whatever is the case
Something put me on the trail
Or I saw it on a wall
Or maybe there's a page that
Talks about the tenors
Then you're in a group
Or you're solo on the stage
Is your audience the trees
Or do you crave to be professional?
One thing I'd like to know is
Does it always feel the same
To be in the grass and singing or to put
On suit's and be just like the tenors
And some will be just like the tenors
And put on their suit's and go on
Do you know how it feels
And not what it means, this song?
You ever felt a thing and known that's
How you felt about it all along?
And some will be just like the tenors
And put on their suit's and go on
Do you know how it feels
And not what it means, this song?
You ever feel a thing and know that's
How you felt about it all along?
How did it get started? That's
A long train of thought
Many different frames of mind have
Played in the musical
Alone in a field I wonder how it is explained
That a person comes into the field of
Making sounds and putting them together
Jumping in the void
Guess that's how it made me feel
When the mouth would open up and
Project the sound that's buzzing
Deep within my chest
Is it my heart that makes the song?
When the breath wants to come
Up, and the note begins
I start to feel much better