Sing about the trees, sing about the love that brings you down to your knees
I'll sing about your heart and how every word you speak is a work of art
It's a modern age I'm a modern sage, and music seems to be on a modern page
It's a modern age you're a modern sage, and music seems to faux in modern rage
Sing about the stars and the brightness of the light we wish was ours
Sing about days when the simple life was meaningful it's own way
It's a sacred age I'm a sacred mage, and music is always played on a sacred stage
It's a sacred age I'm a sacred made, and we sing to let the beast out of their cage... away