They remove their mask to show off the other
They take off their costume to don another
And smile in a moderate way
As they watch you quickly look away
They tell you that they speak from the heart
Because they know of this lie, a work of art
Their thoughts and feelings remain a mystery
As you contemplate him wondering
Your eyes shifting back and forth
Until his gaze returns once more
And you must once again look away
To avoid having to accost the masked ones gaze
A jester they are, this they know to be true
But they try not to reveal they are the fool just for you
That deep down there is something more
To this tired and overused score
So you look away from this masks embrace
Trying your best to save face
From one who has none of their own
Their conscious burden theirs alone
