To Noise Making Sing

Remember when you'd sing     Just for the fuck of it? Any joy it would bring       Honey the look of it Was as sweet as the sound       Your head tilt back your funny mouth to the clouds       I couldn't hope to know that song and all its words Wouldn't claim to feel the same it felt the first time it was heard I couldn't name that feeling carried in that voice Was it that or just the act of making noise that brought you joy? You don't have to sing it right Who could call you wrong? You put your emptiness to melody Your awful heart to song You don't have to sing it nice but honey sing it strong At best you'll find a little remedy At worst the world will sing along So honey sing sing    Sing sing sing sing sing Sing sing    Sing sing sing sing sing Remember when you'd sing     Before we moved to it? And we'd scuff up our shoes        Honey the groove of it Was whatever you choose      I want to be your lover Or the fisherman's blues      You don't have to sing it right Who could call you wrong? You put your emptiness to melody Your awful heart to song You don't have to sing it nice but honey sing it strong At best you'll find a little remedy At worst the world will sing along So honey sing sing    Sing sing sing sing sing Sing sing    Sing sing sing sing sing Who could ask to be unbroken or be brave again Or honey hope even on this side of the grave again? And who could ask you to be sound or to feel saved again Or stick around until you hear that music play again? So honey sing sing    Sing sing sing sing sing Sing sing    Sing sing sing sing sing Sing sing    Sing sing sing sing sing Sing sing    Sing sing sing sing sing Remember when you'd sing     Just for the love of it? Any joy it would bring