Lyrics:

Melodic stanzas
Symphonizing their way
Through your weary head
To feed your distrust
And fill its mouth with desire
To soulfully be one with your creation

Not a subject to control
You call upon a higher power
For help and inspiration

The crowd waits
And turns their faces
Towards you expectantly
You give them what they need
But their useless criticism
Makes you die a bit more inside

Not a subject to control
You call upon a higher power
For help and inspiration

Oh, I swoon
While loudspeakers play soft music
Leaning
Over your fortieth masterpiece
You must have loved
The colour of these violins

I wish I knew you
Your fit of insanity makes me sad

I wish you knew
Your music was to stay forever
And I hope
I have no clue
If you know how much it matters
And I hope
I wish you knew
Your music was to stay forever
And I hope
(I wish you knew)

(I wish you knew)