't get through to you my calls you just ignore I'm sorry is nothing new to you you've heard those words before The closest to a human voice is violins
an angel sings. The music ceased and the auctioneer With a voice that was quiet and low, Said: "What am I bidden for the old violin?" And he held it
Ten Strings of darkness on a violin sad I watch the mountains where the frost began The northern storm is guiding me To the forest Silently the night
(electric violin) Lowell George (rhythm guitar, vocals, vocals) Trumpet solo MWAA MWAA MWAA Trumpet solo MWAA MWAA MWAA Alto solo Monologue
Trying to be the president of the land so gay He had those false pretendies, I had to love his style Bound to make some havoc with that violin smile
Switch it around, but still comes out R So easily will I, E M C E E My repetition of words is 'Check out my melody' Some bass and treble is moist, scratchin' and cuttin' a voice
never knew the color of your eyes I never cared because I was so high All the money's gone but I can sing a song And I never thought I had a pretty voice
You know I'll always be the one who cares Don't cry, baby Come closer, let me wipe away your tears" A man came in with a violin He played for me like
thought, am I fonder of dolls or of goblins, of shoes? Or of riddles, of frock? Those picnics in the attic, or of chocolates? Father playing the violin
all the guys hold her so tight Looks in her eyes But she doesn't even know his name He would give her just anything To hear her voice To hear her sing
Breaking down the fences Breaking down the rules The reason for my heartbeat Mystery is a fool I talk to my dream I hear a voice, it was calling And
eyes and footsteps close Everyone is a criminal Have you been unconscious of The battle cries, the trumpet calls Can you hear the voices of The violins
lips on mine are soft as dew Your kiss is so divine Your eyes are like the skies of blue And stars that brightly shine Your voice is sweet like violins
a little I lie awake in the middle Of a pain with no end in sight I needed you tonight Violin is my instrument of choice It recognizes the pain in my voice
private and away Like an old weapon Come here on command Like good children Allow us to watch 'til to the end Cigarette lifter The frozen violins Solid
hundreds of voices she heard She could poke at the greed, she could fend off her need And with anger she found she could pound every word But one voice
'm the maggots that's eatin your flesh I'm every last sad note from the violin I'm the hammer that hit that firing pin I was the voice in your head that