Alone... Listless... Breakfast table in an otherwise empty room Young girl... Violin(ce)... 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... It's ok It's ok You don't have to run and hide away It's ok It's ok We've all seen better days It's ok It's ok We love you anyway This is our chance, this is our lives, This is our planet and we're standing on Use your my choice, use your voice You can save our tomorrow's now This is our plea This is our need This is our time of standing free Let's make good Let's see them grow And the world demanding on you It's ok It's ok We've all seen better days It's ok It's ok You can't run and hide away It's ok It's ok It's ok ... It's Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay... Oh It's kayyyyy