Symphony Street Session

Walking down the pavement under heavy clouds

Trying to find a whisper in a room of shouts

But the cello plays a melody I can't ignore

And it builds up from the floor

Yeah, we're waiting for the storm to pour (ahhhh)

Let the orchestra play,

let it crash on the shore

With the drums and the strings,

we don't care anymore

Hear the saxophone cry through the dust and the rain

Giving us the power to break through the pain

We took the broken pieces,

made a work of art

Every single strike is like a beat of the heart

Now the guitar is weeping with the violin (ooh-yeah)

We hear the woodwinds rise

Looking up to the skies

Nothing can hold us now (no,

nothing at all)

Let the orchestra play,

let it crash on the shore

With the drums and the strings,

we don't care anymore

Hear the saxophone cry through the dust and the rain

Giving us the power to break through the pain

Let it play...

(let it play

on...)