Running from the hounds again
Doing what I can
You're asking but I can't explain
I'm an empty man
I'm back to save the world again
I've written out a plan
I'm tossing up a pound and then
I'm seeing where it lands yeah yeah
Take the world's smallest violin
And play me something I can dance to
So the outside is closing in
But what's the centre?
I don't listen, I don't speak
It's not simple, it's not deep
And there's no valley but there's no peak no
I'm on empty
It's not new and it's not worn
It's not whole and it's not torn
And I won't cheer it but I won't mourn no
I'm on empty
I'm on empty
Look here comes the empty man again
With nothing in his face
There's nothing in his heart but then
There's nothing in his head, yeah yeah
Take the world's smallest violin
And play me something I can move to
So the outside is closing in
But what's the centre?
Now I don't listen, I don't speak
It's not strong and it's not weak
And it's not simple, it's not that deep no
I'm on empty
It's not new and it's not worn
It's not whole and it's not torn
And I won't cheer it but I won't mourn no
I'm on empty
I'm on empty
So just play me something I can feel
On your tiny tiny tiny violin yeah
I want to shake it like a polaroid picture baby
Are you in, are you out, are you in, are you out yeah
So just play me something I can feel