Can you hear it in your head?

(It’s the music, yeah, it’s the music)

Or hear a single word we said?

(It’s the music, yeah, it’s the music)

Is there something on your mind?

(It’s the music, yeah, it’s the music)

Or is it something left behind?

(It’s the music, yeah, it’s the music)

Can you hear the quality?

(It’s the music, yeah, it’s the music)

A spark of unknown quantity?

(It’s the music, yeah, it’s the music)

Is it something hard to find?

(It’s the music, yeah, it’s the music)

The Emotron in ‘89

(It’s the music, yeah, it’s the music)

I know

It’s sometimes hard to find

And I know

What sits inside your mind

Headlong

Into the way of good

You keep it to yourself

Do just what you should

And I know

That plans are yet to come

And I know, I know

You sometimes blindly duck and run

Headlong

Into your waiting arms

Give it to me straight

Keep me from all…

Harm