Songs » Inner, Inner Ear
In the evening when the lights of the city
Look like stars shining from afar,
I hear the voice of my heart
I look around, and only hear my piano.
Listening to the music I am sitting
Watching my hands play a melody.
They move alone, I can't even misguide them.
So who gives them the directions that they hear?
They listen—oh, they listen through the Inner Inner Ear.
How I wish that I could hear the Inner Inner Inner Ear.
I'd be safe, and I'd be near.
If I could listen, I would hear.
Now I'm standing in the face of too many choices,
Everything is hazy and unclear.
The rules are changing, the lines are full of voices,
Speak to me in words I cannot hear.
Listen—oh, listen through the Inner Inner Ear,
And hear the music… unmistakably clear.