
Sweet Lyutes
[Chorus] Sweet lyutes are born from sound Who am I to argue now? I roam the roads, I cross the seas Everyone is chasing peace [Verse 1] Some are reaching out to hold you Some are hoping you will bend Some will try to shape and mold you Some just want it to not end [Chorus] Sweet lyutes are born from sound Who am I to argue now? I roam the roads, I cross the seas Everyone wants something [Bridge] Lift your head now Keep it steady (moving on) Lift your head now Stay ready (moving on) Lift your head now Don’t look back (moving on) Lift your head now [LUTE SOLO – Instrumental Section] [Instrumental break featuring a clear and extended lute solo with a hypnotic repeating riff, steady pulsing rhythm, subtle variation in each phrase, confident and driving energy, slightly dance-like feel, no vocals, full focus on the lute as the lead voice.] [Verse 2] Some will lean on you for shelter Some will leave you standing still Some will break you just to feel more Some will fade against their will [Chorus] Sweet lyutes are born from sound Who am I to argue now? I roam the roads, I cross the seas Everyone wants something Sweet lyutes are born from sound Who am I to argue now? I roam the roads, I cross the seas Everyone wants something [Outro] I’ve been plucking on a lyute so sweet Every soul wants something

