If you hated music   Would you be a mother with a family?   If your songs weren't written   Would I still get shivers from your silence   Until tears are welled up in my eyelids?      If your duty wasn't earthly   Would you understand its beauty?   Please do these things for me.   Please know that you have held one thousand years (by one thousand fingertips).      If your words weren't charming   Would they still sit on fences in my eardrums?   If your voice was harmful   Would it be a storm cloud   ON the golden bay of summer's starting?      If I didn't know you   I would not be nearly as inspired.   Please do these things for me.   Please know that you have held one thousand years (by one thousand fingertips).