Quebec Echo - Turn Away

Turn away from the trumpeter they're tattling your tune
Turn away from the bow string bass butchering your bloom
Turn away from the melancholy music that abounds
I don't believe how sweet it sounds

Turn away from conducting arms they're cueing now to start
Turn away from the tenor sax emptying your heart
Turn away from someone younger singing Golden Brown
I don't believe how sweet it sounds

Turn away from the faint applause that's coming from within
Turn away from the critic's eye and take it on the chin
Turn away as strangers' laughter echoes through the town
I don't believe how sweet it sounds

Written by:
Jachin Mee

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