Captain Faded Red

Captain Faded Red
Dressed in his best two-piece suit
A 2180 puppeteer
A doctor's bag in his hand
He took to the stage
And he mesmerized the crowd
With his performance

He's the master of strings, the strings of fate
His show is a work of art
Creating the lives of all his friends
He takes away the pain of the heart

So, the audience cheered
As he finished his show
The strings and the puppets
Were put away
He thanked the spectators
And began to go
But somebody called out
They called out
And made him stay

He's the master of strings, the strings of fate
His show is a work of art
Creating the lives of all his friends
He takes away the pain of the heart

The crowd begged him to stay
And perform one more
So the Captain agreed
And began to play
He created a story
Of love and despair
And everyone was captivated
By the display

He's the master of strings, the strings of fate
His show is a work of art
Creating the lives of all his friends
He takes away the pain of the heart

When the show was over
They all once again
Broke into applause
The Captain bowed
And smiled with grace
He vacated the stage
But his shadow
Remained on the boards
And his legacy would never be erased

He's the master of strings, the strings of fate
His show is a work of art
Creating the lives of all his friends
He takes away the pain of the heart

(The pain of the heart, Faded Red)
Captain Faded Red
Forever dressed in his old two-piece suit
(Faded Red)
Captain Faded Red
Still 2180
Still an empty bag in his hand



Credits
Writer(s): Darren Izzard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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