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    Boy On A String

    Jars of Clay

    from the album Jars Of Clay
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    The marionette 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 beck'n call
    They don't see behind the lights or the painted background
    They just like to see you fall

    But you don't really mind
    Cause you're just wasting time
    You can't feel anything
    Just 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
    Just a boy on a string
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