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