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