Marionettes

Music by Some Swords

Lyrics by Jeremy Quillo

Sleepy little town

Pretty as a picture

Look, there’s the house where you 

Grew up with your sister

Everything looks smaller

Than before

A window where there used to be 

A door

You remember clearer

Than I can, than I can

Laugh into a mirror

Then I can, then I  can

Then I can

I’m on the run

Won’t you chase me

I’m on the run

Don’t erase me now

Come on, come on,

Before we’re swallowed whole

Sleep a little now

Dreaming of the future

Fall into the mouth of a 

Great blue creature

The marionettes have all become

Real boys

You get what you get

When you’re making this

Much noise

I’ve got at least

Three strings on me

Tethered to this island

Where I’ve awoken

All the stained glass windows

Have been broken

Sleepy little town

Pretty as a picture

Look, there’s the house where you

Grew up with your sister