I shall give you a song, and you fill melody in it.

By the winding stream we shall lie and dream
We'll make dreams come true if we want them to
Yes all will come play the pipes and drum
Sing a happy song and we'll sing along.

Sing your song sweet music man, I believe in you.

Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well;
I see you have a singing face.

We don't just sing; we are the song.

From a distance we are instruments Marching in a common band Playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace They're the songs of every man.

O friends, no more these sounds!
Let us sing more cheerful songs, more full of joy!

Put music to our troubles and we'll dance them away.

Let's all sing the barmaid's song,
Time gentlemen, please.
Every night we hear this refrain,
Every night at 11 o'clock
We hear it once again!

God sings, we hum along, and there are many melodies, but it's all one song - one same, wonderful, human song.

This is a song about the reason we all came down here today, and that's because we (expletive) love music. This is a crowd-surfing song.

We human beings are tuned such that we crave great melody and great lyrics. And if somebody writes a great song, it's timeless that we as humans are going to feel something for that and there's going to be a real appreciation.

We all want a simple song. We all want to get along. We all want to just belong. We all want to know right from wrong. We all want to love and be loved strong.

If you are a piano,
You will laugh on ev'ry string,
And if you are a girl or boy,
You'll sing.