Act II (The Hunter and The Hunted)

The hunter and the hunted, the hungry and the running
The boy and broken sorcerress, a king who thieves for money
A garden missing color and a never ending wind armed women from his fantasies in a museum
How does all this stop and where did it begin
When you wake up in as a drawing with imaginary skin
And you find yourself running thru forests and haunted mansions
With a pumpkin headed witch who mourns behind a grin
Well, death mourns too and he isn't right with self
He can't wait to dig his knife deep into your chest
Stalking thru the elms, in the panda mask breathing
They're always just in sight and out of reach they'll never see him
Another pair of eyes though not behind a mask
Follow wily manda silent as a cloud of gas
Another pair of eyes though not behind a mask
Follow pygmy paul thru the hollow forest path
A vaporlike assassin or maybe an apparition
Listened to the pumpkin lady tellin paul the mission
One eye on the killer and another on the child
Which eye saw an ally, your guess as good as mine

For now suffice to say that nobodys alone
As we begin our journey to the castle made of bones
For now suffice to say that nobodys alone
But back to paul and jackie in The Nobody Hole