• Id:

    959904f06f404c85f4e7d328d07e508b90bb899986e2fa94bf6bb035ec0c3761
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  • Prompt:

    Tragedy violin

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    Tragedy Violin
  • Description:

    The image captures a heart-wrenching scene of a violin lying on its side on a black background. The violin's position suggests a sense of abandonment or loss, possibly symbolizing the end of a relationship or the passing of a cherished memory. The contrast between the violin's vibrant red hue and the dark background adds a dramatic touch to the scene, further emphasizing the emotional impact of the image.

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Tragedy Violin
    Tags: Blues Rock, Acoustic, Ballad
    
    Verse 1:
    
    A violin lies on the floor, all alone,
    Strings broken, no more sweet tone.
    Once it sang of love, now it weeps,
    The melody lost in the dark where shadows creep.
    
    Chorus:
    
    Oh, Tragedy Violin, tell me your tale,
    Of love that's faded, of hearts that fail.
    The notes we played are lost in the wind,
    A song of sorrow that will never begin.
    
    Verse 2:
    
    A tear falls where the bow once danced,
    Echoes of a song that stood no chance.
    The crimson red of the wood fades to black,
    As memories slip through the cracks.
    
    Chorus:
    
    Oh, Tragedy Violin, tell me your tale,
    Of love that's faded, of hearts that fail.
    The notes we played are lost in the wind,
    A song of sorrow that will never begin.
    
    Bridge:
    
    Was it the silence that killed the sound?
    Or was it the love that just broke down?
    Now the strings are silent, no one to play,
    The music’s gone, and so are we today.
    
    Chorus:
    
    Oh, Tragedy Violin, tell me your tale,
    Of love that's faded, of hearts that fail.
    The notes we played are lost in the wind,
    A song of sorrow that will never begin.
    
    Outro:
    
    Now the violin lies, a story untold,
    A symbol of hearts, turned bitter and cold.
    No more will it cry, no more will it sing,
    Just an empty room, with no strings to bring.