I wanna hear, a song of my peers so long a feeling missed
I thought great songs had gone the way of the silent film
They're coming back again, they're coming back again before the end is here

Thank god above for rap stars of today, with jazz bands on retainer
I thought great song, had gone the way of the silent film
It's coming back around, they're coming back around before the end is here

Before we disappear
And here I was just learning how
to move between worlds
Like a thread from a spool
Both spinning and smooth
Winding to you"