Music feeds our heart from the start,
Music plays its part and ignites all our vital parts.
When words confuse,deaden us,music has a lustre ,
It never marginalises,never turns us away .
Now,in this hour,lets turn the Baird box off,
Now,in this hour,water your record flowers.
Let the sounds of your Youth touch your soul again,
Come on,do I,turn it off,and dance with the “Fishy on a dishy”
If you do that,your musical boat will come into Harbour .