I just don't know what to do tonight My head is aching as I drink and breathe Memory falls like cream in my bones, moving on my own There must be something
want from me? Money and the record deal Free tickets to the shows and the free meal What you got for me? Besides, or your hang ups and sob stories The violins
Compliment what she does Send her roses just because If it's violins she loves Let them play Dedicate her favorite song And hold her closer all night
IA've a sadness too sad to be true. But I left Tennessee in a hurry, Dear, The same way that IA'm leaving you, A'Cause love is mainly just memories And
to call When Sunny gets blue She breathes a sigh of sadness Like the wind that stirs the trees Wind that starts the leaves to swaying Like some violins
be there, too I've a sadness too sad to be true Well I left Tennessee in a hurry, dear The same way that I'm leaving you But love is mainly just memories
though her eyes are fixed upon Noah?s great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into desolation row Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories
Photographic memories, scanners on our love affair Like we were the L.A. Times, the headlines read, 'Beware' I don't deal in hearsay, calculation ain'
? The wind careens madly Through wide windows paneless Fragrancies mingle In a room full of shade The peons pick partners And waltz cross the ceilings But the violins
whisper, my final call Slowly marching... towards The death, such a relief Uncloud the sky for me Violins playing at my funeral Will you remember me after all? Memories
in utter shame Denounced, disgraced We bury you now still while you breathe Dead as the void that you've left here in me Deeper and deeper spent memories
bring bitter memories Sing in my ear and drown out my heart Who will it be to silence the storms? Who will it be to bring on the organs, the violins,
see the love in sight They would see Me in your arms in ecstasy And with every move they'd know I love you so Two people making memories Just too good
call When Sunny gets blue, she breathes a sigh of sadness Like the wind that stirs the trees Wind that sets the leaves to swaying Like some violins
you But they lied to you You were one I thought would never betray me So where you been hiding lately Huh, it's kind of funny how you played me Like a violin
Now you may have observed if you walk into a wall You get a certain sensation of reality When you take a look through your memory book You may perceive
band just turned a lonely shade of blue As they start to play our favorite song in memory of you I hear those sad violins... Now all I hear is sad violins
lawn Every aching wound will cauterize and bruise In memory of what we used to call in love And only time will tell if violins will swell In memory of
