As the Swan sings, her gaze upon the twilight’s gleam

Once broken, now mended, thank God and his people’s dream

The airy notes that Amplify the utter radiation of stone

Make True the life of the one that was better left alone

Hear the angels, Embark on a journey until end

All the while consuming the wonders of the modified sound.

O’ MUSIC, GO PLACES FAR, AND DO MUCH TO MEND