World of Puppets

Drift out into a distant place
Crawl back towards a steady base
And make a frame, in which you can play your final game
Can you make sure that where I've been will fade
Far away from every space that I create

Don't stop until you made your wings
Fly far away from the puppet on strings
Take me to where I can let go of what I feel deep inside

I'm lost without my world within
A place where I am wandering
I feel the need, to disengage,
To lose myself, to hide my face

I'm ok I like it here.
This is what I long for
This is where I meet myself.....