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Scraping his bow |
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The old violinist plays out of tune |
| [00:19.09] |
Blues on his fingers |
| [00:24.37] |
The people hurry by |
| [00:27.50] |
As he plays upon his corner |
| [00:31.50] |
Sometimes throw a coin |
| [00:34.77] |
And if they see the pain in his eyes |
| [00:44.78] |
They just look away |
| [00:52.63] |
Old men in the park |
| [00:56.20] |
Spitting at the world |
| [00:59.41] |
Just count the hours |
| [01:01.60] |
Faded flowers |
| [01:03.37] |
Left up on the shelf |
| [01:06.88] |
Trying to keep warm |
| [01:09.94] |
In an overcoat of memories |
| [01:13.91] |
Soon be dead |
| [01:22.79] |
|
| [01:41.54] |
Scraping for fuel |
| [01:45.12] |
This crazy old world is quite out of tune |
| [01:52.44] |
Too many trumpets |
| [01:57.66] |
The people hurry by |
| [02:00.92] |
All looking for a corner |
| [02:04.85] |
And if they meet a friend |
| [02:08.29] |
Who asks them to repay some old favour |
| [02:18.06] |
They just look away |
| [02:26.15] |
Old men in the dark |
| [02:29.70] |
Sitting on the world |
| [02:32.78] |
Play cards with words |
| [02:34.88] |
So absurd |
| [02:36.72] |
The devil's harmony |
| [02:40.37] |
Each man to himself |
| [02:43.42] |
In a well cut suit of selfishness |
| [02:47.31] |
Just looks away |
| [02:52.33] |
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