2 July 2012
She spends each day Tied up in strings She has no free will But her praises they sing
The glimpse of happiness she feels That warm, fuzzy glow Can it be real? Nobody knows
Ambivalent feeling start to take over Their cold neutral tides drown out all the clovers
She doesn't know what she's feeling, Just knows it's been a while So she just keeps dancing on strings With a painted on smile
Happiness Of A Marionette • Opuss № I