Masquerade Party from About Faces by Walrus Promenade

You've been spinning wheels for cash and prizes.
I been spinning my wheels too.
You blew me off when I was in a crisis,
and wonder why I seem so blue.

But you can’t know how I feel ‘bout these things; I’ll never tell.
So I’ll just continue my silent descent into hell.
Cause I never thought you had a clue.
I never really trusted you.
Now I see that younger me knew all too well!

You organize your life in rows and columns
and wonder what I add up to.

You think I don’t have any real problems,
because you think I’m just like you.

But that’s just a mask I wear
to keep your judging me at bay,
and escape from the fretting and dreading
what you're gonna say.
Cause you’d squash the turmoil in my head
Into a single number marked in red
If I told you that I’m really not OK.

So I’m cutting you out.
I don’t need the way you disapprove
and amplify my doubts.
I guess I’m the problem child:
the sullen black sheep girl.
But you got too much wool over your eyes
to see into my world.
And conversation with you's like being tangled up in conspiracies.
But I don’t want to play your games no more!
I just want to know you’re hearing me!
But you’re not.

I don’t know how I can get through to you now.
So I guess I’m through with you.
All I can do is try to get my truth out,
And hope that that can see me through...

I’ve never been so good at knowing what you really face.
I write my little songs, imagine myself in your place,
but there’s so much to learn that’s better left up on the shelf.
So after it’s your turn, I find a way to make it about myself.

I’ll probably never understand you
like I’d one day hoped and planned to.
But that plan has proved itself—
as plans so often do—
a younger person’s naive dream, unreachable in the extreme.
There’s never been a way to know another person’s whole entire truth.

But I have seen your true face.

• Alternative
• diptych
• folk
• indie rock
• masquerade
• miscellanous
• singer-songwriter
• Seattle