Violins Songtext
Stumble through auditorium
Take it in my hand
Found a few friends from nearby concession stand

A fine excuse for entertainment
More than I had planned on
More than I, more than I had planned

Curtains unravel
They made circles around your legs
I held onto your name
I held onto your name

City's winter, lock me in
Solid gold wrapped through my skin
Start words flying through the air
Something about violins, violins
Goes like this

Something about violins
Something about violins
Traveling softly through the air
You sound familiar
Well have we met before?
I found your words lying on the floor
So I picked them up and swallowed them down
I swallowed them down
I'm trying to find something it would be polite for you to help

Something about violins
Something about violins
Traveling softly through the air
You sound familiar
And have we met before?