True music, true art chooses you It lights a fire inside of you that you can't explain It lives in your heart, your mind, your soul We are the guardians of its creation And it is the beacon of our inspiration The music survives if we keep the songs alive
True music, true art chooses you It lights a fire inside of you that you can't explain It lives in your heart, your mind, your soul We are the guardians of its creation And it is the beacon of our inspiration The music survives if we keep the songs alive
