Strums and Stories

He's a man who strums the strings

La la la la la oh yeah

He's familiar with the stage under hot lights

Like a moth near an open flame

The fans in the crowd with their shining faces

Blowing with each note

Crying with their eyes

While their hearts are heavy

Beats echo in time

An album cover of his life that they sing

Passed down through every age

I need a chord because I'm feeling low

Low like the notes from a distant show

I need a chord because I'm feeling low

Higher voices lead the charge

Higher voices lead the charge

Higher voices lead the charge

Higher voices lead the charge

Higher voices lead the charge

Higher voices lead the charge

Music is a saving grace

Strum strum hum hum

Music is a saving grace baby

Strum strum hum hum

When I hold you in my arms

And when my voice vibrates in your soul

We'll find our harmony

A melody that's strong

Echoing through us both

Building bridges with our song

In moments when life's out of key

I'll strum your name you'll sing with me

Round and round our serenade

I'll tune my heart to sea ah

Music is a saving grace

Strum strum hum hum

Music is a saving grace baby

Strum strum hum hum

Music is a saving grace