Strings Of Life Ringtones

You hung your hat behind the door And it's still there, like it was before You don't live here anymore You hung your hat behind the door You used to rule with an iron hand You were the final word, you were the promised land Now you hold no keys, and you have no plan You used to rule with an iron hand We're made of strings, we're made of clay The nearest star is a long, long way They say you're coming back some day We're made of strings, we're made of clay I still talk to you sometimes And it seems strange after all this time Were you real? Were you in my mind? I still talk to you sometimes We're made of strings, we're made of clay The nearest star is a long, long way We might make it there some day We're made of strings, we're made of clay We're made of strings, we're made of clay