Strings Above My Head

Painted smiles in neon light, Perfect poses every night. Step by step across the stage, Someone’s turning every page. We dance like nobody’s pulling the strings, Spin like the world is a carnival swing. Smile so bright while the wires are tight, Everything shines in the spotlight tonight. Maybe we’re free — or maybe we’re not… But the music is good, so why should we stop? Kings and clowns and heroes brave, Every move so well behaved. Laughing loud, they take a bow — Who is pulling strings right now? We dance like nobody’s pulling the strings, Spin like the world is a carnival swing. Smile so bright while the wires are tight, Everything shines in the spotlight tonight. Maybe we’re free — or maybe we’re not… But the music is good, so why should we stop? When the lights begin to fade, Costumes fall, the paint decays. Quiet puppets on a shelf — Waiting for the show itself. We dance like nobody’s pulling the strings, Spin like the world is a carnival swing. Smile so bright while the wires are tight, Everything shines in the spotlight tonight. Maybe we’re free — or maybe we’re not… But the music is good, so why should we stop?