The magic of our lives
We wish it so often
We sometimes cry
When it doesn't arrive
The head on collision
We think we can do
Working hard to make it works
We never realize there are others at play
We are just small puppets
Stringing it up on a string
The puppeteer starts his moves
We wish we are free
The bigger ones dance
On a better stage to show
Living the world they think it is
They are just another toys
The world we live in
All stringing it up around
We can't get it free
We still have to earn our keeps
God says there is heaven and hell
Do the right moves the gate will open
The mystery gift of way of life
God hold the puppet strings
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