Herbie Hancock - The Song Goes On Lyrics

I am only one of my many mouths
And at that, the one that will be still the soonest.

Much stands behind me: I stand here like a tree...
Much stands behind me: I stand here like a tree...

And the song goes on, beautiful
The song goes on, beautiful
The song goes on, beautiful
The song goes on, beautiful

I am the rest between two notes,
Which always seem to be clashing
Because deaths note wants to climb over-
But in the dark interval, reconciled,
They must stay there trembling.
And deaths note wants to climb over

And the song goes on, beautiful
The song goes on, beautiful
The song goes on, beautiful
The song goes on, beautiful