cello, harp and violin,
in conversation with the winds;
and as a piccolo begins weeping,
a soprano very sweetly sings;
and their mission: to entrance and to entrain
heart and brain
in a profound alliance

then all at once, you hear the tone
of a sorrowful trombone;
as the maestro stands in firm command,
and shapes the music with expressive hands,
feel the rise and fall as the crash of a cymbal dies,
and realize
it's a profound alliance

then, as dictated by the score,
violas venture to the fore
while the oboes all begin bleating
at the violins with purring strings;
and a sound that's strong and joyous fills the air
like a prayer
for a profound alliance

mournful winds begin to blow:
the bassoon and saxophone;
cymbals selflessly remain subdued;
timid timpani dare not intrude;
then the sound at once begins to swell;
ringing... like a bell:
alliance

timpani begin to play
and crescendo to forte;
as its resonance begins roaring,
and the orchestra begins soaring,
a sub-lime and pro-found in-vi-ta-tion
rings out be-yond the con-cert hall --
-- can you hear it call --
beckoning... a profound alliance