There's no violin to play
Give it back an empty case
I found a deeper set of strings
I wouldn't injure
What's left too safe

There's no orchestra to sing
To conductor flailing limbs
To control the holy choir
Flying higher
In harmony

You can take a picture if you want
But you're gonna have to give me something that you own
Give me something that you've never taken care of
The way you know

And I remember what I am
To forget where I am from
I gave all my heart to children
That I gave up bein' a son

I called, you waited up
I called, you waited up
I called, you waited up
I called, you waited up