Zolas (The)
Marionettes
Sometimes an empire doesn't fallAs masked invaders climb the wallsOr spreading fires or rising floodsSometimes it dies withinThe king and queen, they go to bedOn years of quiet neglectTo find the coffers bare but withThe musk of arroganceWith me, you're making the same mistakes I made with youI couldn't convey I felt the sameIt's true, we're marionettesBut we pull the stringsAnd here as we dance, we tangleI'm spinning you round and closer we're woundWe're marionettesThere's comfort in a holding handA schedule on which you dependA cage in which you're snugly pennedThat's what we have becomeA cyclone in a glass of wineWe both have wishbones for a spine.But how long will we play this record's tattered sideAfraid to change the song?
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