There are three types of people in this world:
Those that suck your energy out,
Those with who you can share comfortable silence,
And those with the power of restoration.

Call it an intense electrification
Rare as it may be
It may be safe to say the expectation was nonexistent
At least it was to me
Tell me how anyone can hold such power?

I would take off this mask if you'd ask me to
Ask me what I wouldn't do for you?
I once feared I'd keep up this masquerade
That all you'd see would be a mere illusion
Now I know, I was here all along

I am here
It's odd to feel so present
Is there such a reality as vivid as this moment?
Tell me, are you trying to hold on
Before it all fades into a dream?

Never was there such comfort in truth
Why can't I stop telling you the truth?
When I attended the masquerade
Cloaked in my veil of shadows and mystery
The tall trees let out a sigh
Watching them follow

Let me wear this blind
Over my eyes so I may not see
The path that lies ahead of me
Vivid dances the imagination
As does lavender in the crisp spring breeze

I want to see
I dread to see
I desire to know
I fear to forget

I don't play by the rules of life anymore
Is what she'd say
Let go of every rule
Of every expectation
Is what he'd say
Forget the judgment of society
Of everything that ever held us back
Is what they say
Here, we don't have to pretend
Just be real, just be you
I want you