Testo A Moving Swamp

In my mind's eye
words I would write out
To hold up a curtain
Cover your eyes now

No fear don't hide
In time things will be just fine
Take what is given
Black your perception
My own ideas are gone
Feed your illusion

No fear don't hide
In time things will be just fine

A mask to face your mother
A place to breathe where lines are gone
A mask to face your father
A place to rest to call my home