[Verse 1] John finds a hairline crack in the kitchen tile Fred checks the clock; it skips a while Dave says, “That bird flew past us twice” I count the seconds, cold as ice The bus comes back with the same torn seat Same old woman, same four-beat feet We laugh too loud, then lock the door Who wrote the room we’re standing for? [Pre-Chorus] A voice in the hall says, “Choose what you know” A blue door home, or the red below [Chorus] Are we already there? Is this air just a practiced lie? John, Fred, Dave—do you see that seam? Did we wake, or just change the dream? Blue says leave it, let the day roll on Red says look till the mask is gone Are we already there? Tell me—who put us here? [Verse 2] John takes the red; Fred takes a breath Dave watches numbers crawl beneath I follow close as the walls turn thin A second sky shows through the skin A thousand faces blink in time A paper sun on a painted line The street folds up like a theater wall And something listens behind it all [Pre-Chorus] No open road, no waking room Just wires of light and a held-back tune [Chorus] Are we already there? Is this air just a practiced lie? John, Fred, Dave—do you see that seam? Did we wake, or just change the dream? Blue says leave it, let the day roll on Red says look till the mask is gone Are we already there? Tell me—who put us here? [Bridge] The red door opens—nothing waits No beating hearts behind our names The hands that moved us never slept They pull the strings; we dance on cue John’s eyes go still; Fred’s mouth goes slack Dave reaches out—there’s nothing back And I see my own hands rise and fall Held by the puppeteers behind it all [Final Chorus] We were already there This whole wide world was a puppet show John, Fred, Dave—no pulse, no breath Not living here, just rehearsing death Blue was a curtain, red was the thread We found the truth: we were never alive Are we already there? The strings move—and we stare [Outro] The strings move We stare The strings move
