You pull the puppet string
your toys dance and sing
dreams of fantastic things

turn pools of melted wings
you lay your toys to rest
and watch them decay

silence the protest
there's no more time to play


Oh how you miss their song
the magic is gone
years have made you headstrong

and you've strangled tears for too long
now all you've got to say
is look to a brighter day

as bridges burn behind you
turning skies to grey
you walk away


Teach well your brand of hate
and don't contemplate

enforce a docile state
the key to heaven's gate
so sure your way is best

you won't let them stray
silence the protest
there's no more time to pray


Oh how you miss their song
the magic is gone

years have made you headstrong
and you've strangled tears for too long
now all you've got to say

is look to a brighter day
as bridges burn behind you
turning skies to grey

you walk away