In the last decade of the twentieth century
an event occured in the lives and minds of a random few
It was an event of magical momentum
A building was erected to house a dream of many
Three-dimensional sound
For these people who made sound their lives this was a day of life-changing quality
It was loud

I need I want I will
pass it on pass it on pass it on

Into the triangular parlor they went
The music entered them through their skin into their blood following their heartbeat
The music became them and they became it
Off they went, following a dirt desert path
A brand-new beginning for lovers of sound
They had to pass it on
I need I want I will

I need I want I will
pass it on pass it on pass it on

The journey was not easy for them
On that path their was an obstacle
Their gift was now ??

Down came the rain and
??
all tried to stop them
But however they found the will to find their way back home
to pass it on

I had a dream...I pass it on
I had a dream...I pass it on