Far below the reaches of your mind
Shadows moving in the subway of your soul
Echoed voices from long ago
Could be angels
Could be devils
All the words falling from your heart
Can't decide where you ought to start
Embers rising into black as you ask me,“Is it right ?”
All the fires are burning low
As I stand alone in this afterglow
I feel lost in a million ways
I have no mask for the masquerade
We took the road winding to the top
Set the scene with heavy hearted loss
There we lay suspended in a state of anguish
All the while you were talking in your sleep
Telling me secrets best to keep
I prayed the sound of your own cries would wake you
And make you come alive
All the fires are burning low
As I stand alone in this afterglow
I feel lost in a million ways
I have no mask for the masquerade
Falling down
Set adrift
Out into the world
You come round
To my rescue
When I was just a boy
All the fires are burning bright
As I dance alone in this endless night
I feel alive in every way
I have no mask for the masquerade