The flute is a family of a musical instrument in the woodwind group. Unlike woodwind instruments with reeds, a flute is an aerophone or reedless wind instrument that produces its sound from the flow of air across an opening. According to the instrument classification of Hornbostel–Sachs, flutes are categorized as edge-blown aerophones.
A musician who plays the flute can be referred to as a flute player, flautist, flutist or, less commonly, fluter or flutenist.
Flutes are the earliest extant musical instruments. A number of flutes dating to about 43,000 to 35,000 years ago have been found in the Swabian Alb region of Germany. These flutes demonstrate that a developed musical tradition existed from the earliest period of modern human presence in Europe. Flutes, including the famous Bansuri, have been an integral part of Indian classical music since 1500 BC. A major deity of Hinduism, Krishna, has been associated with the flute.
The word flute first entered the English language during the Middle English period, as floute, or else flowte, flo(y)te, possibly from Old French flaute and from Old Provençal flaüt, or else from Old French fleüte, flaüte, flahute via Middle High German floite or Dutch fluit. The English verb flout has the same linguistic root, and the modern Dutch verb fluiten still shares the two meanings. Attempts to trace the word back to the Latin flare (to blow, inflate) have been pronounced "phonologically impossible" or "inadmissable". The first known use of the word flute was in the 14th century. According to the Oxford English Dictionary, this was in Geoffrey Chaucer's The Hous of Fame, c.1380.
-Chorus ( ? )
I know it's nothing more than flutes
But something in my heart is loose
There's never been a better day
And if there is nothing more
And nothing more that I say
There's never been a better day
-Chorus
-Work that inside outside
-Work that more
-Work that right side left side
-More and more
-Inside outside left side work the floor
-Inside outside upside down with more
-Work that inside outside
-Work that more
-Work that right side left side more that more
-Inside outside left side work the floor
-Inside outside upside down with more
I put up on a string today
Deciding never taught me a thing
A wooden box breathes the way
Never again
Never again
Never again
Never again
-Chorus
All this talk is getting me down
Nothing's making sense in my brain
I'm moving words across the terrain
Trying hard to fix to the page
I'm wedded to the thought that we came
Only to discover our names
And blow up all our love in refrain
And watch things drop down
And watch things drop down
And watch things drop down
And watch things drop down
-Chorus
All this talk is getting me down
Nothing's making sense in my brain
I'm moving words across the terrain
Trying hard to fix to the page
I'm wedded to the thought that we came
Only to discover our names
And blow up all our love in refrain
And watch things drop down
And watch things drop down
And watch things drop down
And watch things drop down
One day you might realize
That you might need to open your eyes
One day you might realize
That you might need to open your eyes
-Chorus
Open your eyes
Open your eyes
Open your eyes
One day you might realize
that you might need to open your eyes
One day you might realize