Camber Beautiful Charade
sometimes i watch you when you sleep. watch your eyes
move while you dream. you look so far away. your pretty
mask burns up inside to hold monsters at bay. this city
tears your soul away. you wonder if it's worth the stay.
i've been feeling that way. our glimpse behind the brick
facade reveals despair, decay. this beautiful charade. we
were the last to know it. leaders of the parade. we were
the last to know. i know exactly what you'll say even
before you speak. and i know just what you are. but i
can't see the gathering storm that changes sun to gray.
this beautiful charade. i was the last to know it. leader
of the parade. you were the last to know. you always know
so much
