Daughter

Alone, listless
Breakfast table
In an otherwise empty room

A young girl
Violins
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

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