So you'll be an austrian nobleman

commissioning a symphony in c

which defies all earthly descriptions

you'll be commssioning a symphony in c

with money you squeezed from the peasants

to your nephew you can give it as a present

this magnificent symphony in c, you'll be

comissioning a symphony in c



completely filling the palace concert hall

it's warm and golden like a oven that's wide open

it has a melody both happy and sad

built on victorious young triads

you enter the room with great caution

though no one in the hall is even watching

they are transfixed they are forgetting just to breathe

they are so taken by your symphony in C



Your sitting there thinking your thoughts

they are not about what is but what is not

your sitting there breathing in your breath

you are seldom breathing life, but mostly death



So you'll be an austrian nobleman

commissioning a symphony in c

which defies all earthly descriptions

you'll be commssioning a symphony in c