Heavenly Music

This song has turned me into a sobbing pile of sob-sob on more than one occasion.

 

Music of Heaven – Jason Robert Brown

From the Album, Wearing Someone Else’s Clothes

I come with my armor in place, Emotions in check, And thinking I’m smarter, Or just more realistic. I sit with my frozen smile, All the while Reluctant to trust what I’m told. Cynical, cold, Challenging music of Heaven To open a crack in my chest And let something glorious in. Music of Heaven Should puncture me, suddenly Blessed, blessed, blessed - Let the music begin. Let the music begin. They sing and they cry and I watch, Lean back in my chair, The classic New Yorker, Alone among millions, Indifference upon my face, Out of place, But longing to feel what you feel… Like it was real; Like there could be music of Heaven That opened some path to your soul And let something glorious in. Music of Heaven Allows you to give up control … Yes, yes - Let the music begin. Let the music begin. And I sit there with dry eyes And cold hands Judging and standing apart. Dry eyes And cold hands, Waiting and wondering When will it open my heart? When will it open my heart?

When will I open my heart? I hear you sing I hear you sing And I want to say, “Yes!” Yes! Yes! I hear you singing… Holy Father! I want to sing Holy Father! I want to sing Holy Father! And I want to say Yes! Say yes! Say yes! I need to sing Holy Father! I need to cry I need to believe! And I can say Yes! Yes Yes… I can say yes, yes, yes I will say Yes, yes, yes… Let the music begin. Let the music begin.

Holy Father! Holy Father! Holy Father! Yes! Yes! Yes! Holy Father! Holy Father! Holy Father! Yes! Yes! Yes! Holy Father! Holy Father! Holy Father! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes…

 

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