If music be the food of love
sing on, sing on, sing on, sing on,
till I am filled, am filled with joy;

for then my listening soul you move
for then my listening soul you move
to pleasures that can never cloy.

Your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare
that you are music everywhere,
Your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare
that you are music everywhere.

Pleasures invade both eye and ear
so fierce so fierce, so fierce so fierce,
the transports are, they wound.

And all my senses feasted are
and all my senses feasted are
Tho' yet the treat is only sound.

Sure I must perish by your chance
unless you save me in your arms;
sure I must perish by your chance
unless you save me in your arms.

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You are the new day
You are the new day
I will love you more than me and more than yesterday if you can but prove to me, you are the new day.
Send the sun in time for dawn
Let the birds all hail the morning
Love of life will urge me say you are the new day.
When I lay me down at night, knowing we must pay
Thoughts occur that this night might stay yesterday
Thoughts that we as humans small could slow worlds and end it all
Lie around me when they fall before the new day.
One more day when time is running out, for everyone
Like a breath I knew would come I reach for a new day.
Hope is my philosophy;
Just needs days in which to be
Love of life means hope for me
Born on the new day.

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My life goes on in endless song above earth's lamentations,
I hear the real, though far off hymn that hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife I hear it's music ringing,
It sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?

What though the tempest loudly roars I hear the truth it liveth.
And though the darkness round me closes
Songs in the night it giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that rock I'm clinging
Since love is lord of heav'n and earth
How can I keep from singing?

When tyrants tremble in their fear and hear their death knoll ringing
When friends rejoice both far and near,
How can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile our thoughts to them are winging.
When friends by shame are undefiled how can I keep from singing?

No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that rock I'm clinging
Since love is lord of heav'n and earth
How can I keep from singing? music