She plays her violin with such grace
And with such sorrow on her face
She plays melodies that match her emotions
Putting you in a trance like a magic potion
Dressed in black to show her darkened heart
Playing the strings of her violin until they fall apart
It's a show put on for herself
Because she plays for no one else
Every note played in low tones
Driving sadness into her bones
Never once making a mistake
Playing notes that seal her fate
Then in a split second she becomes cold
Feeling ice run through her soul
Taking in a long, deep breathe
She sees a vision of her own death
She didn't even know
She was playing for her own funeral