Angled Happiness

beyond this canyon they sing a song they know the lyrics but they sing it wrong they like there rendition they get a thrill they say the composer he loves me still beyond the sound the octive matter they bounce off the walls the glas they shatter with fine toned tones they sound abroad the music perfected they thank Da Lord people watching and waiting to hear the part they stumble the beganning and have to restart the organ playing the pinano too the trumpets sounding I thought you knew when the songtress starts getting down we hear the right on's with the music sounds We clap in woner to hear what they'll do the keep on singing Yeah I thought you knew then closer our wagons near they don't hear us as we draw near the crowd is happy they stop and cheer in the audeince we stop to steer