Watch The Puppets Dance Lyrics to Hallelujah

Written by: Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

I watched the magic as the puppets dance
Their fingers moved, I was in a trance
The puppets danced on little strings of wire
From lifeless forms upon the floor
To dancing puppets we adore
The magic as his fingers were on fire 

As though on fire
On strings of wire
As though on fire   
On strings of wire

The master puppeteer did see
He could make you dance with me
Each wire he pulled each heart he lulled, he had  power    
Marionettes as though made of wood
He made us all look so good
We danced to the tune he played over by the hour.....

We looked so good   
Made of wood
We looked so good   
Made of wood

What the puppeteer didn’t see
Was that we were real just like he
Dancing to his merry tune but real flesh and blood  
He pulled his strings to tug at our parts 
By pulling strings he tugged at our hearts
But still he made us dance so good

Not made from wood
But look so good 
Not made from wood
But look so good

We don’t have wire and strings on our knees
But the master puppeteer we please
But  if we don’t want to dance the dance he’s playing for us
If  we don’t want to dance his way
He twist’s and pulls at our  minds that day
We want to leave if and when we want and without the fuss

We don’t want to dance 
We want the chance
We don’t want to dance 
We want the chance.

We cut our strings we will not dance
The puppeteer takes his stance
But of his puppets he has lost control 
 We refuse to dance in  his way 
We have minds of our own we say
So the puppeteer can’t take our very soul

Can’t take our soul
With no control 
Can’t take our soul
With no control

Maybe that’s why we have free will
To choose the way for good or ill
That way we can each  keep the power
So when we’re given the chance to live
The chance to love the chance to give
Take it and that why life never turns soul

We have the power
Life’s not sour 
We have the power
Life’s not sour
~GG~© 18/01/2013

Contest Entry for Franks Contest. Words To the Leonard Cohen Song Hallelujah
My inspiration came from my poem 'Watch the Puppets Dance' I hate to feel manipulated.