Gold and Grey

The masks of gold that cover every face,

They fall so short of hiding lies I spin,

How does a girl maintain her tiring grace,

When at his sight her heart it yearns for sin?

If I may ask for nights’ explanations, how

You take all fear in them, turn them to dust.

They would say masks are fear and I know now

That lies they hide, are as sinful as lust.

I ask them ‘’Is your face also a mask?’’

Ah! Love, I care not what the mask will say,

To know your every detail is such a task

That held me captive, love I need not stray

To find anything about your heart for I too

Have held it night after night until I found

A light at night that shone through me and through,

Grey ghosts that kept me from reaching your sound.

As distant as this voice may go inside

The abyss, I follow hypnotized like blind

And foolish children follow music’s tide,

All derived from the leisure of their mind.

And so I stumble without you even glance,

Behind to take my hand down with you so,

I must keep my feet up beat for a chance,

To die in arms built for me, eyes more true

Than any gospel put down by saints designed

To keep me grounded, lands I don’t belong

To tries to trap me, yet I’m to say what’s lined

For me in the stars, dare who say I am wrong?

So who’s to say the nights’explanations are

To be obeyed, it’s only us flying high,

Embraced in clouds, nothing to hold us, far

Above all, where I ask you to kiss me,

And you ask not why.