Текст песни Karma Violins

Sunken are the eyes of my creation
Into a glass containing smelly puss
Whatever sense of gratitude I may have felt
It went away too soon

He was your son, I was your daughter
And the dream would last a million years
Embraced by the song of a million weeping strings
And all forgotten things

The wheel was my father's
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If you ask who made the castle crumble
And who is left to blame
I guess my answer to your question
Will most surely be

He played his strings through me
Revealed my symphony

The wheel was my father's
And mine was the stick