Puppeteer

Written by James Raymond look up my friend, see how the story ends There's nowhere to run to and nothing to stop you And no one to hold you down look up my friend, means justify the end There's nothing below you When the world falls away pull over to the shoulder I've got something to say to you It's not so elusive this golden frontier Pull the strings puppeteer sometimes you get marooned With salt in every wound You watch as your own hands Reach for the nightstand For something to bring you down look up my friend, the dead will soon ascend But everyone's even When the light fades away pull over to the shoulder I've got something to say to you It's not so elusive this golden frontier pull over to the shoulder I've got something to say to you This world can get colder this time of the year and love can disappear Run you through like a spear Pull the strings puppeteer --- Puppeteer - Crosby & Nash and Graham Nash