The marionetter has your number Pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own Dragging your conscience on the stage and your heart gets rearranged and you cannot tell your mentor from your Maker Look at the crowds bleeding with laughter Over the way you entertain at beckon call They don't see behind the lights, or the painted backgrounds They just like to see you fall
But you don't really mind Cause you're just wasting time You can't feel anything You're a boy on a string
I feel a sadness like Gapetto watching the life that he created run away Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion, and holding the remains of puppets that had rotted away One day the curtain will not open And all of the crowds will go away Someday those strings will choke you, but until that day
But you don't really mind Cause you're just wasting time You can't feel anything You're a boy on a string
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Other Songs Lyrics For 'Jars Of Clay'
Amazing Grace
Art In Me
Blind
Boy On A String
Can't Erase It
Collide
Crazy Times
Disappear
Fade To Grey
Faith Enough
Famous Last Words
Five Candles (You Were There)
Flood
Fly
Four Seven
Four Seven
Frail
Goodbye, Goodnight
Grace
Hand
He
Hymn
Hymn
I Need You
I'm Alright
I'm In The Way
Jealous Kind
Jesus' Blood Never Failed Me Yet
Lesser Things
Like A Child
Liquid
Little Drummer Boy
Lonely People
Love Song For A Savior
Much Afraid
My Heavenly
No One Loves Me Like You
Only Alive
Overjoyed
Portrait Of An Apology
Revolution
River Constantine
Sad Clown
Scarlet
Show You Love
Silence
Sing
Sinking
Something Beautiful
Sunny Days
Tea And Sympathy
The Edge Of Water
The Eleventh Hour
These Ordinary Days
Trouble Is
Truce
Unforgetful You
Weighed Down
Whatever She Wants
Worlds Apart |