I guess you wanted someone different
In that head of eyes
I guess you looked over my shoulder
In the furtive glance you tried to disguise
I guess the boat came out the water
I guess our airship has left these skies
For when I look I can see no quarter
That you have not cut up like a heart of lies
Paper chain men and women go walking
Down the street, down the rise
Off the railway sidings
From where they lay down in the tracks their lives
Now all is paper thin, you see the skin
Is almost see through
And what they write in front
Can be read just the same from behind
No, we do exist, even if made of paper
Paper town, Japanese disguise
Paper Geishas walking
Wait for the ghost train's returning promise
Paper men and women talking
Break the chain of compromise
