Martin

He was born in the woods

Torn from his home

Well 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

And when I'm hanging by a string

Every little thing is understood

Between Martin and me

Well 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 long

And if you're honest and open

Well he will write you a song

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

And when I'm hanging by a string

Every little thing is understood

Between Martin and me