Puppet Strings

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Randy Stonehill - Pop, Baroque Pop

Puppet Strings

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[Verse 1] I can't keep from mourning For this topsy-turvy world With all its strife and pain Mourning for the lost And the desperate children Who can't remember their names [Chorus 1] And I can feel it in my soul Now the end is getting near I can hear the devil laughing And it's ringing in my ears [Verse 2] Long ago, he chose us To inherit all his kingdom And we were blessed With life But wandering away We disobeyed him in the garden And stumbled into night [Chorus 2] And I can feel it in my soul Now the end is getting near I can hear the angel's reaping And it's ringing in my ears We are all like foolish puppets Who, desiring to be kings Now lie pitifully crippled After cutting our own strings [Verse 3] But God said, "I forgive you I will face you man to man And win your love again" Oh, how could there be possibly A greater gift of love Than dying for a friend? [Chorus 3] And I can feel it in my soul Now the end is getting near I can hear the devil laughing And it's ringing in my ears We are all like foolish puppets Who, desiring to be kings Now lie pitifully crippled After cutting our own strings [Outro] Oh, oh Cutting our own strings Oh, oh Cutting our own strings Oh, oh

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  • Randy Stonehill