When you want music to have a name
You put words on it
When music has words bing!
You can call it by a name
Your first song
When you want music to aerate
Let your fingers run
On any thing that makes a noise bing
You can find your song
Maybe a love song
Don't worry about the words
It's easier than what you think
Like soap bubbles bing
If you blow they'll come by themselves
Words too
Because music has no ears
It has no masters damn them
Come out of the noise
As light is born from the sun
As soap bubbles