Be careful little eyes what you see
It's the second glance that ties your hands as darkness pulls the strings
He really hadn't meant to join You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters. But he had been angry, frustrated with his life, and had gone to the place where Death Eaters had just attacked a Muggle family. Under the pretense of helping Ministry officials clean up the mess, he had examined closely the marks the Death Eaters had left on the bodies, and, despite himself, had been grossly fascinated. He had gone to "clean up" many more sites after that, but really he was just watching what the Death Eaters could do. Wonderful things. Terrible, but wonderful.
Be careful little feet where you go
For it's the little feet behind you that are sure to follow
He had followed them everywhere. He knew that others followed him, to see where he was going, and that that led to deaths, but he couldn't seem to stop himself.
It's a slow fade when you give yourself away
When he had the Dark mark branded on his arm, he hadn't realized that he had just sold himself to something evil. He simply thought that the Dark Lord could give him power, power that he so desperately wanted. Power that would make others finally look up to him, grovel before him.
It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to grey
Suddenly nothing was clear any more. He used to think there was good and evil, right and wrong. But the Dark Lord had taught him that there was only power, and those brave enough to step forward and seize it.
Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid
When you give yourself away
And suddenly he was realizing things he had never noticed before. Thing that had once been considered useless were now very important to the cause. He had chosen this side. It was his life now. If there was to be a punishment, so be it.
People never crumble in a day
It's a slow fade, it's a slow fade
Of course, he hadn't ever thought he would do something like this. But one thing had led to another, and then...
Be careful little ears what you hear
When flattery leads to compromise the end is always near
The Dark Lord himself had told him that he, Peter Pettigrew was the only one who could do the job. And so he had gone into the Potter household, and offered to be their Secret Keeper. Black had unwittingly helped him, the fool that he was.
Be careful little lips what you say
For empty words and promises lead broken hearts astray
And so he had made the promise of secrecy, cast the charm. Convinced them they were safe. And then he told his true master, the Dark Lord. A few nights later, on Halloween...
It's a slow fade when you give yourself away
But, amazingly, he heard that the Dark Lord had been destroyed as well, that only the Potters' baby, Harry, was alive.
It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to grey
Why hadn't it worked? The plan had been so well thought out. Go in, kill them, continue to rise to power until the world was perfect. It was so confusing...
Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid
And suddenly he realized that he had been wrong. Even if the Dark Lord did rise to power, he, Peter, would never be respected. When Black came after him, he still chose to play it safe. Or, as safe as he could get. He killed thirteen "innocent" people and sent one "innocent man to Azkaban. But he knew now that no one was innocent. But the price had already been paid. He, at least, was safe, living with a wizard family.
When you give yourself away
People never crumble in a day
He had never really wanted it... but he still couldn't stop. He watched the papers eagerly, waiting for a sign of his return, of either of their returns. But there was nothing.
The journey from your mind to your hands
Is shorter than you're thinking
He remembered how, when the Dark lord did come back to power, thirteen years later, he had thought he do those things. But he never really thought he could make himself do it. Mutilate his own body. Steal a man's bones from his grave. Take the blood of a fourteen-year-old boy.
Be careful if you think you stand
You just might be sinking
Of course his standing was higher after that. He was given and amazingly strong silver hand. A few of the others looked up to him for being the one who brought him back. But he knew in his heart that it wouldn't last. Others hated him for more reasons than one, and would gladly have killed him, had not the Dark Lord's favor kept him alive.
It's a slow fade when you give yourself away
It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to grey
Thoughts invade , choices are made, a price will be paid
When you give yourself away
People never crumble in a day
Daddies never crumble in a day
Families never crumble in a day
Oh, be careful little eyes what you see
Oh, be careful little eyes what you see
For the Father up above is looking down in love
Oh, be careful little eyes what you see