the Velvet Voices
Townes Van Zandt Lyrics


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By Townes Van Zandt
I'll play upon my violin
Until the mountains ring
Of lonely laughter blindly thrown
And cause an endless sark of strings
The skies are sad
They're dancin' to a silent symphony
And the velvet voices all shall join
The singing

The hall is filled to every corner
By a tinkling hint of chimes
A melody careens and crumbles
Leaving just a trace behind
A rhythm (palter and) faintly fails
The silver on its wings
And the velvet voices all shall join
The singing

The cymbals flash, the drums they crash
The trumpets rise the song
The brass beton plucks its diamonds
From a glittering wall of almost dawn
The crystal chords they slash the wind
In humble majesty




And the velvet voices all shall join
The singing

Overall Meaning

The Velvet Voices by Townes Van Zandt is a narrative about music and its powerful effects. The song begins with the artist playing his violin with such fervor that the mountains around him seem to sing along. The laughter that springs out of the strings cause an endless sark of strings, which intensify the feelings of loneliness that are conveyed in the tone of the song. The skies are sad, and they dance to a silent symphony. It is as if the entire universe is in a state of melodic distress. The artist then brings in the velvet voices, a nod to the chorus that will come in later on, as the piece progresses.


The lyrics illustrate how music can awaken different emotions within us. They portray the power of music by highlighting the influence it has on mood and imagination. The hall that slowly fills up with a tinkling hint of chimes is also an indicator of how music can be spontaneous and communal. Music is not only felt by the individual making it, but it is able to infiltrate a crowd with shared sentiments. While the melody crumbles and leaves behind only a trace, it has the power to bring people together. The instruments in the chorus, cymbals, drums, trumpets, brass beton, and crystal chords, all come together to illustrate the grandeur and the range of emotions that music can convey.


Line by Line Meaning

I'll play upon my violin
I'll express myself through my music


Until the mountains ring
Until my music echoes throughout the landscape


Of lonely laughter blindly thrown
Of aimless and desolate laughter


And cause an endless sark of strings
And produce a never-ending melody


The skies are sad
The heavens are sorrowful


They're dancin' to a silent symphony
They move in harmony to the silent tune


And the velvet voices all shall join
And the soothing voices will unite


The singing
To produce a harmonious sound


The hall is filled to every corner
The room is completely occupied


By a tinkling hint of chimes
By a faint sound of ringing bells


A melody careens and crumbles
A tune swerves and falls apart


Leaving just a trace behind
Leaving only a faint memory


A rhythm (palter and) faintly fails
A beat weakly diminishes


The silver on its wings
Its pure and graceful rhythm


And the velvet voices all shall join
And the soft voices will come together


The singing
To form a melody


The cymbals flash, the drums they crash
The cymbals clang and the drums pound


The trumpets rise the song
The trumpets elevate the tune


The brass beton plucks its diamonds
The instrument produces its sweetest sounds


From a glittering wall of almost dawn
From a place just before the break of dawn


The crystal chords they slash the wind
The clear notes cut through the air


In humble majesty
In modest grandeur


And the velvet voices all shall join
And the smooth voices will collaborate


The singing
To create a euphonious and captivating piece




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: John Townes Van Zandt

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Exile

I'll play upon my violin
Until the mountains ring
Of lonely laughter blindly thrown
And cause an endless sark of strings
The skies are sad
They're dancin' to a silent symphony
And the velvet voices all shall join
The singing

The hall is filled to every corner
By a tinkling hint of chimes
A melody careens and crumbles
Leaving just a trace behind
A rhythm [palter and] faintly fails
The silver on its wings
And the velvet voices all shall join
The singing

The cymbals flash, the drums they crash
The trumpets rise the song
The brass beton plucks its diamonds
From a glittering wall of almost dawn
The crystal chords they slash the wind
In humble majesty
And the velvet voices all shall join
The singing



All comments from YouTube:

Chad Allbrett

I stoped my car on a lonesome highway in eastern New Mexico, turned off everything but this song full blast, and enjoyed this hymn to the sky.

tripp

that's what lifes all about dude

Grandma Patty

I loved the singing, and his voice was strong, but the music seemed like it was trying to move him back to the old cowboy days of the 40's. I love and miss those old cowboy tunes. Some people are born old souls.

Maxine Corrington

Nice. Reminds me of Johnny Cash. Townes may be an old soul but he also has an innocent childlike quality.

wheelmanstan

wow another song of his I never knew about, this one is very different too, I like it

Harry Graham

Wow Townes poetry.

Mikko Leppänen

beautiful second guitar work and melody

yesiah suprees

Thank you. I needed this song

Exile

I'll play upon my violin
Until the mountains ring
Of lonely laughter blindly thrown
And cause an endless sark of strings
The skies are sad
They're dancin' to a silent symphony
And the velvet voices all shall join
The singing

The hall is filled to every corner
By a tinkling hint of chimes
A melody careens and crumbles
Leaving just a trace behind
A rhythm [palter and] faintly fails
The silver on its wings
And the velvet voices all shall join
The singing

The cymbals flash, the drums they crash
The trumpets rise the song
The brass beton plucks its diamonds
From a glittering wall of almost dawn
The crystal chords they slash the wind
In humble majesty
And the velvet voices all shall join
The singing

Exile

tintanmaster yes sir

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