Lyrics:

Alone...
Listless...
Breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
Young girl...
Violin(ce)...
Center of her own attention
The mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it,
Tries to make her proud...
The shades go down, it's in her head
Painted room...
Can't deny there's something wrong.

Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me...

She holds the hand that holds her down
She will rise above

Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to be
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to be
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me...

The shades go down...
The shades go down...
The shades go...
Go...
Go...

Its ok
Its ok
You dont have to run and hide away

Its ok
Its ok
We've all seen better days

Its ok
Its ok
We love you anyway

This is our chance, this is our lives,
This is our planet and we're standing on
Use your my choice, use your voice
You can save our tomorrow's now
This is our plea
This is our need
This is our time of standing free
Let's make good
Let's see them grow
And the world demanding on you

Its ok
Its ok
We've all seen better days

It's ok
Its ok
You can't run and hide away

Its ok
Its ok
It's ok ...
It's Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay...

Oh It's kayyyyy