Where the Music Hides
Please tell me where the music hides
Said the boy to the old man
I swear that I will seek it out
I'll find it if I can
Then the old man smiled at him
Slowly he replied
I'll tell you where to find it
Though it doesn’t really hide
There's music in the mountains
There's music in the sea
Music lives in you my boy
Music lives in me
There's music in the gentle wind
Blowing softly in the trees
There's music in the songs of birds
In the buzzing of the bees
There's music in the sweet soft words
Of a mothers lullaby
There's music in a rippling stream
And in a lover's sigh
Music does not hide my boy
It is everywhere
So just stand still and listen
You'll hear it in the air
So the child stood still and listened
Then his face lit up with joy
Now I know where music lives
I'm happy said the boy
Denis Briggs
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