I looked and I heard Something in the air And I don't know what I think And I don't know why I care But there's something down the way So I'm going over there Music flows through an open door Can't keep it closed, it's liking to swing Dusty notes drift across the floor Can't keep it clean, it's a magical thing It's soft and it's clear It's coming from nowhere And it's smoking from the ground And it's lightning in the air I can hold it in my hand Less than half is more than fair Music flows through an open door Can't keep it closed, it's liking to swing Dusty notes drift across the floor Can't keep it clean, it's a magical thing It's blowing in my face I feel it in my hair And I don't know where it's from I don't know who put it there But I think it might be real And it's giving me my share Music flows through an open door Can't keep it closed, it's liking to swing Dusty notes drift across the floor Can't keep it clean, it's a magical thing