Turn It Up

And if you’re listening to me sing

You have a heart that’s beating within

Pumping blood to feed you with oxygen

And when you feel the wind on your face

That’s the miracle of this place

A tiny blue planet that we call the Earth

So turn it up, turn it up

Every single day is a gift you’ve been given

Turn it up, turn it up

Go play the music you find funky

Cause you are alive

You are alive right now

When I say goodbye to a friend

I know I might not see ‘em again

So bring it in and give me some lovin’

Like the sun comes up in the East

My life will end with the flight of the geese

I’m a transient visitor

Passing through

So turn it up, turn it up

Every single day is a gift you’ve been given

Turn it up, turn it up

Go play the music you find funky

Cause you are alive

You are alive right now

Go play the music, you’re the music

Go make the music, you’re the music

So turn it up, turn it up

Every single day is a gift you’ve been given

Turn it up, turn it up

Go play the music you find funky

(X2)

You have a heart, you have a heart

You you

You have a heart, you have a heart

The eternal question remains if our pursuits as human beings have any tangible consequence in the grand scheme of the Universe, or are we simply blades of grass randomly swaying in the cosmic wind?