one flight down there's a song on low and your mind just picked up on the sound now you know you're wrong because it drifts like smoke and it's been there playing all along now you know now you know the reeds and brass have been weaving leading into a single note in this place where your arms unfold here at last you see your ancient face now you know now you know the cadence rolls in broken plays it over and then goes one flight down there's a song on low and it's been there playing all along now you know now you know -- norah jones