[Verse 1]
I'll play upon my violin until the mountains ring
Of lonely laughter blindly thrown across an endless ark of strings
And the skies are set to dancing to a silent symphony
And the velvet voices all shall join the singing
[Verse 2]
The hall is filled to every corner by a tinkling hint of chimes
A melody careens and crumbles, leaving just a trace behind
A rhythm faltering faintly fails the silver on its wings
And the velvet voices all shall join the singing
[Verse 3]
The cymbals flash, the drums they crash, the trumpets rise to song
The brass baton plucks bits of diamond from a glittering wall of almost dawn
The crystal chords, they slash the wind in humble majesty
And the velvet voices all shall join the singing
Other Townes Van Zandt songs:
all Townes Van Zandt songs all songs from 1968