Breathe on my skin

Be my first violin

I am blind and I am helpless

What else is there to say?

I have been a freelancer

But to have to answer to chaos

Just doesn't suit you

So now I only hear your name

I keep my string under your bow

And all the animals I rode in life are sleeping

I have been known to surrender

To anything that stands

Higher than the halo on the angel

What made me what I am

I have been known to wonder

Whether I am the son of bad, old king

But now I only hear your name

I keep my string under your bow

And all the animals I rode in life are sleeping

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe on my skin

Be my first violin

I am blind and I am helpless

What else is there to say?