May you hang up all your masks
And find a shade where you can sit
May the rest heal up your edges
So that you can breathe a bit
May the voice that leaves your throat
Be the one you recognise
I don't know forever
But at least a while
I know a while
May you notice what is real
And must be followed out the door
And to know that where you come from
Is just a lens and nothing more
May you recognise the loving voice
That comes to lead you wrong
I don't know forever
But at least a while
I know a while
May you remember what things felt like
When they felt like what they did
And not dress them all up
Just for the sake of colouring in
May you know that there are things you'll find
That truly satisfy
I don't know forever
But at least a while
I know a while