The Rosielord все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

A violinist plays his song with passion and vibrato
but when I try to sing along, it's like I'm singing solo
the cinema in Chelsea plays films with heartbreak and yearning
but when I breathe the air it tastes like charcoal, ash, and burning
I don't go to hospitals, no there I dare not tread
for a place that's saving lives, it holds so many dead.

Am I insane, or am I just different?