[00:07.800]Scraping his bow[00:11.830]The old violinist is plays out of tune[00:19.490]Blues on his fingers[00:24.820]The people hurry by[00:27.840]As he plays upon his conner[00:32.060]Sometimes throw a coin[00:34.930]And if they see the pain in his eyes[00:40.270]They just look away[00:50.260]Old men in the park[00:55.730]Spitting at the world[00:59.318]Just count the hours[01:02.152]Faded flowers[01:03.844]Left up on the shelf[01:06.337]Trying to keep warm[01:10.105]In a overcoat of memories[01:14.215]Soon be dead[01:18.105]Scraping for fuel[01:44.468]This crazy old world is quite out of tune[01:52.108]Too many trumpets[01:57.875]The people hurry by[02:00.962]All looking for a conner[02:05.254]And if they meet a friend[02:08.433]Who ask them to repay some old favour[02:17.557]They just look away[02:26.156]Old men in the dark[02:29.259]Sitting on the world[02:32.706]Play cards with words[02:34.742]So absurd[02:36.379]The devil's harmony[02:39.456]Each man to himself[02:43.037]In a well cut suit of selfishness[02:47.037]Just look away