I don't wear the mask anymore
But on occasion the demons come out to play
And paint my mind red
with embarrassment and whole hearted regret
The most ungovernable of emotions in your eyes
Watching the fall leaves drop in golden catastrophe over a river lost in the woods
Leftovers from the one time you were actually alive
How could I forgive myself for all the time wasted in the sad shadowy flickering light over my entire life
This beauty and this unimaginable music skipping time in my heart
The only part of the song you know forever repeating itself
whispering in your ear
until the words fall apart and you are left with ashes and pure jaw dropping love for the art of life
All I could do it stare at the sky and laugh
While the demons painted away into the long night
Wearing my mask for me, pulling my strings for me, Looking like me, talking like me and fooling everyone beyond all question
Including myself.