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Well I can't recall one time in my life
I've felt as lonely as I do tonight
I feel like I could lay down and get up no more
It's the damndest feeling, I never felt it before

Tonight, I feel like an old violin
Soon to be put away and never played again

Don't ask me why I feel like this, hell, I can't say
I only wish this feeling would just go away
I guess it's 'cause the truth is the hardest thing I've ever faced
'Cause you just can't change the truth in the slightest way
I tried

So I asked myself
I said, "George, where do you go from here?"
Then like a fool, I turned around and I looked in the mirror

And there, I was seeing an old violin
Soon to be put away and never played again

So one more time, just to be sure
I said, "Now, Troubadour, where in the hell do you go from here?"
And you know, there wasn't a nickel's worth of difference
When I looked into the mirror

'Cause there, I was seeing an old violin
Soon to be put away and never played again

And just like that, it hit me
Why that old violin and I, we're just alike
We give our all to music, and soon we'll give our life

Precious memories, how they linger, ooh

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