Words and music written by Robbie Smith
I know I spend my time – not with people but with melodies and rhymes;
And my restless mind keeps finding new directions as my temperature climbs;
But when the music’s flowing into dream light –
With all my senses glowing til they take flight –
The soul of the music released from the heart of a song.
And so I drift away recalling fallen heroes – as their music plays…
And I saw Stevie Ray following brother Jimi – hey-ay-ay – through a purple haze…
And to hear what they were playing gave me – sad eyes –
They turned to me saying, brother – don’t cry –
We knew from the start that the ending was part of the song
It was part of the song –
It’s all right – it’s all right – the ending is part of the song.
Music was a gift – it seemed to come from above…
Yes, it was a gift – it was almost like love –
Oo-oo-ooh, almost like love – oo-oo-ooh – almost like love.
And so I spend my days trapped inside a soundscape that leads to endless passageways;
I know I’ll end my days trying to find my way – through the music-maze
But when I reach the ending – lost in deep sleep –
With all my colours blending, brothers – don’t weep –
I knew from the start that the ending was part of this song –
It was part of the song –
It’s all right – it’s all right – the ending is part of…
The soul of the music released from the heart of…
I knew from the start – the ending is part of the song.
Giving myself to the music – there’s nothing else but the music;
Giving my heart to the music – becoming a part of the music –
I feel like I’m part of the music…
Spiralling down, spiralling down through the music.