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- Vain Marionette - 05/23/2009
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She plays her violin leaning against a post...
Guess that's the past time she likes the most.
The sound surrounds her entire home...
Letting the world know she is alone.
I could never walk in...
Don't know where she's been.
I also don't know who she is...
But I know she does exists.
Can't say I know her name...
But one thing remains the same.
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- Vain Marionette - 05/23/2009
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In a special way she uses her whole body...
To get loose the holiness of her violin melody.
So I pick up my guitar from the ground...
Start to try and play along to her sound.
Suddenly we unite in music creations...
By letting loose the right vibrations.
We become like a great harmony...
Just me, her, a violin and a guitar only.
Creating countless fine tunes...
Throughout the whole afternoon.
Considering my guitar a nice accompany...
To her wonderful and embracing violin melody.
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