Cardboard Cutout

All this time to make it count

Take it into light, and I’ll find out

Wind it up, and spin it ‘round

Waiting on the night, when I find out

I’m cutting in and cutting out

Anyway we turn, its right-side out

Stand me up or cut me down

Now that we’re waking up a sleeping doubt

See it in your eyes

Seeing black and white

Cut out your disguise

You’re down in an honest fight

I feel it here, it’s all around

Waiting on the touch, the sight and sound

You can dress me up and take me out

Seems so real when you’re pretending

Seems so real when you’re pretending

Oh you say we can’t

(Maybe in another life)

Oh we’re dead where we stand

(Maybe in another light)

Where’s the line in the sand

Maybe in another life, I’ll see you on the other side