Masquerade
-22 October 2005-
Wearing a mask, lost in the dance
Unsure of who’s who
Caught up in the trance
Whirling and twirling
My mask has fallen
My face unhidden
The spinning speed faster
The world turns to colors
Streaming around me
With one another
The masks are falling
Crushed, beneath our feet
But we’re moving too fast, only our eyes meet
My vision tunnels inward, I can’t see your face
All I know is the dancing we do in this place
I long to pull you out of this whirlwind of confusion
To stop this complicated, intricate illusion
But I can’t pull outward; I’m lost in the spin
As it sucks us downward and pulls us farther in
And still, all I can see are your eyes
As we dance ever onward
In our circle
Of malicious lies
