Lyrics They Whisper… - Blowsight

These people...
These people tell me what to do and how to do it
No one else can see them
Tall silhouettes, thin as scarecrows
But such powerful puppet masters
Like curtains without edges
Like treeless leaves
They reach out to me, only me
They whisper, they tell me:
"You didn't die, you just stopped living."
They whisper