Old Violin

Well, I cant recall, one time in my life,
Ive felt as lonely as I do tonight.
I feel like I could lay down, and get up no more,
Its the damndest feelin; I never felt it before.
Tonight I feel like an old violin,
Soon to be put away and never played again.
Dont ask me why I feel like this, hell, I cant say.
I only wish this feelin would just go away.
I guess its cos the truth,
Is the hardest thing I ever faced.
Cos you cant change the truth,
In the slightest way. I tried.
So I asked myself,
I said: John, whered you go from here?
Then like a damned fool,
I turned around and looked in the mirror.
And there I saw, an old violin.
Soon to be put away and never played again.
So one more time, just to be sure,
I said: John, where in the hell do you go from here ?
You know that when a nickels worth of difference,
And I looked in the mirror, thats when I knew.
That there I was seein, an old violin.
Soon to be put away , and never played again.
And just like that, it hit me,
That old violin and I were just alike.
Wed give our all to music,
And soon, wed give our life .