The song he played was nothing
And it was going nowhere
I closed my eyes and wished that he would sing
In his lined face I could see that he didn't care
The words were in his head and it was music either way
Settled in across the aisle a younger girl begin to smile
And on her side a boy was shy but he loosened his tie
The music made her something he could face
A voice rose above the crowd both hesitant and proud
A voice that in another world you'd pay to gather round
Adorned in rhythm she heralded the outward bound
Wherever ye go
Shall kindness likewise greet you
She was a prophetess displaced
Sometimes the moment passes by and all my coins
Weren't enough to say
Bless you I'd love to make your day
There are moments meant to last
And it's hard to roll away
The prophetess and accordionist stepped off of the car
We all have our habits to make haste
A purse to fill
The crowds pass by
And all the souls to guide
Cordially they went their separate ways
The silence that followed held echoes of the solemn fellow
And kindness was the mood for the rest of the ride
The mystery of his sound framed the woman's words for the crowd
And in my mind together they abide
Wherever ye go
Shall kindness likewise greet you
She was a prophetess displaced
Sometimes the moment passes by and all my coins
Weren't enough to say
Bless you I'd love to make your day
There are moments meant to last
And it's hard to roll away
There are moments meant to last
And it's hard to roll away