If the Sky won’t hold the Stars : New Orleans brass band

If the sky won’t hold the stars,
I won’t go down anyhow
If the sky won’t hold the stars,
I won’t cry, I won’t cry

If the rivers bend and break,
Let them flow, they’re not mine (alright).
Got my own paths to wander through, and I, huh,
And I won’t follow your line, yeah.

Chorus:
Now, if the clocks, huh, stopped keeping time,
Oh, I won’t mind, oh, I won’t mind.
If all the dreamers close their eyes,
Oh, I won’t sigh, oh, I won’t sigh.
I’ve got my own truth to speak,
And I won’t echo your words.
I got my whole band two step won’t follow your line

Verse 2:
Glass towers rise where gardens fade away,
Casting their cold shadow on me, huh,
(Yeah)
They hope the roots of my world will wither and die,
But I’m, I’m gonna let my wild heart fly, high, ow!
Fly on, fly on.

[instrumental]  and Peace out..