Donkey Monk

[intro] [verse] got a hold of my do-hickey swirled it around, it was kind of tricky plucked some strings, the joy it brings to hear the sound of my soul [pre-chorus] these sounds don't get old [Chorus] the sound of the horn clearing out the sky piano pianissimo we play on the fly we play to soothe we like it smooth but most of all we like to groove [verse] As seasons pass, and months go by the thing that lasts - the where and why some keys were pressed released the stress hear the sound of my caress [pre-chorus] ears feels so blessed [Chorus] the sound of the horn clearing out the sky piano pianissimo we play on the fly we play to soothe we like it smooth but most of all we like to groove [break] [verse3] always going in an easy joyful pace can be tough on the darkest of days And then I hear the horn - I feel reborn see colors again [pre-chorus] can you see them? (my friend) [Chorus] the sound of the horn clearing out the sky piano pianissimo we play on the fly we play to soothe we like it smooth but most of all we like to groove