Martin
He was born in the woods, torn from his home
He was naked and destined, to be out on his own
And he waited in darkness, hoping someone might see
From something so rough, what a treasure he'd be
Stronger than steel and wood
Seen me through the bad and good
When I'm hanging by a string
Every little thing is understood
Between Martin and me
He's hollow in the middle, from the shape that he's in
He's either filled up with music, or locked in his shell again
And it takes some fine tuning, to make him come around
But he's a huge piece of me, and I'll never put him down
Stronger than steel and wood
Seen me through the bad and good
And when I'm hanging by a string
Every little thing is understood
Between Martin and me
He is a good friend, and he has his own voice
And you get what you give, sometimes it's just noise
But if you treat him well, he will last your life along
If your honest and open, he will write you a song
(Write you a song)
Write you a song
Stronger than steel and wood
Seen me through the bad and good
When I'm hanging by a string
Every little thing is understood
Hanging on (hanging on) by a string
Every little thing is understood
Between Martin and me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah