cascades of colour and at sunrise and at sunset but when night falls but the music and at sunrise and at sunset but when night falls but the music cascades of colour slip right through your hands your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand you'll find your swept away with no helping hand the music is your beacon back to dry land and at sunrise and at sunset but when night falls but the music cascades of colour slip right through your hands your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand you'll find your swept away with no helping hand the music is your beacon back to dry land oh the music now this is why I sing oh the music... my sunrise... and this is why we sing bring it back on home