Pots and Pans I remember the first time vibrations moved through my fingers I remember sitting there feeling so much better A little kid with a curious mind Grabbing everything I saw in sight The music was always around Everything can turn into sound Let the music lift you up Makes you feel so good when the times are rough Give me two sticks, pots and pans I’ll stay there for hours moving my hands Doesn’t matter where my music goes As long as it’s coming right from my soul Let the music flow Let it flow don’t you know Let the music flow Some people love to hate, procrastinate But I don’t waste time trying to create My pen flows patiently above the paper, because it takes time for a song to get flavor Nothing feels better When you finish a song you’ve been writing for so long When it all comes together All clouds pushed away in my mental weather Let the music lift you up Makes you feel so good when the times are rough Give me two sticks, pots and pans I’ll stay there for hours moving my hands Doesn’t matter where my music goes As long as it’s coming right from my soul Let the music flow Let it flow don’t you know Let the music flow