Gm
Young girl in the market
Music to the men
C
When the men leave
Her eyes are red
Gm                                                           C
When her eyes are closed again she sees the dark market of above
Gm
And she sings
'They say the most horrible things
But I hear violins, 
Am
when I close my eyes
C                         G
I am at the center of the sun
Am
And I cannot be hurt
C                                  G
By anything this wicked world has done'

Gm
Young boy in the market
Follows all the men
C
When the men leave
He's out of his head
Gm                                                        C   
When his eyes are closed again he sees the dark market of above
Gm
And he sings                     C
'They break the most beautiful things
But I hear violins, 
Am
when I close my eyes
C                         G
I am at the center of the sun
Am
And I cannot be hurt
C                                  G
By anything this wicked world has done



Gm
Young boy in the market
Sees the girl alone
        C
And asks her
'Have you lost your way home?'
Gm
She sings                              C
'You say the most beautiful things, just like my violins'
Am
I look into your eyes
C                 G
I am at the center of the sun
Am
And I cannot be hurt
C                    G 
By anything this wicked world has done
Am
When I close my eyes
C                            G
I am at the center of the sun
Am
And I cannot be hurt
C                                  G
By anything this wicked world has done

'Cause      Am
I hear violins
C       G
I hear violins
          Am
I hear violins
C        G
I hear violins
Am   C     G
I hear ...violins 2x