If We've No Time

Washington Metro, eight a.m
January, two thousand seven
It was an experiment
As the master set to play
He took his violin from it's case
He tuned it up and set his face
His sweet notes filled the empty space
For all the people on their way
And the air filled with the music
Of a master at his best
Shubert's Ave Maria
He played Bach, and all the rest
And in an hour a thousand people walked right by
Never knowing what was right before their eyes

If we've no time to hear the music
That is filling up the room
Or to gaze upon a flower
In the glory of full bloom
If we've no time to sit a moment
Hear what the world might have to say
If we've not time to hear the music as it plays
What else might we be missing every day

For an hour the people came and went
No applause, no acknowledgement
Thirty-two dollars, seventeen cents
Was all that he had made
When only just two nights before
A hundred dollars at the door
Boston symphony hall could hold no more
When this same man took the stage
No one at L'Enfant Plaza
Knew the player was Joshua Bell
On a three-million-dollar Stradivarius
Masterpieces played so well
And only seven people took the time to hear
The greatest gift to ever land upon their ears

If we've no time to hear the music
That is filling up the room
Or to gaze upon a flower
In the glory of full bloom
If we've no time to sit a moment
Hear what the world might have to say
If we've not time to hear the music as it plays
What else might we be missing every day

W.H.Davies said it clear
If we've got no time to stop and hear
What is this life so full of care
We have no time to stop and stare

If we've no time to hear the music
That is filling up the room
Or to gaze upon a flower
In the glory of full bloom
If we've no time to sit a moment
Hear what the world might have to say
If we've not time to hear the music as it plays
What else might we be missing every day
If we've not time to hear the music as it plays
What else might we be missing every day