[Verse] Classical music records spin so sweet Mozart's soul beneath a cherry tree seat Dancing shadows on a Sunday morn Old records scratch where dreams are born [Chorus] Before the soup cools Before it’s too late Before the record halts its embrace of fate Hold me gently Let the silence unfold Kiss me softly Let the story be told [Verse 2] Cherries like symbols on his old sheet Notes that linger Delicate defeat All the scenery wakes with a symphony While life drips in moments Almost heavenly [Chorus] Before the soup cools Before it’s too late Before the record halts its embrace of fate Hold me gently Let the silence unfold Kiss me softly Let the story be told [Bridge] Spin it slow The vinyl turns to gold Fresh-picked whispers of stories retold Even the breeze hums a quiet tune In the kitchen light of afternoon [Chorus] Before the soup cools Before it’s too late Before the record halts its embrace of fate Hold me gently Let the silence unfold Kiss me softly Let the story be told
