The Man Behind the Mask
I have wandered through the barren drought of this no man's desert land
Between the borders of these towering dunes I've built my kingdom in the sand
Buzzards circle overhead now my feathered flying friends
They have followed me for miles as I've tried to make amends
I stumble in the burning heat of the ever present sun
Through the valleys of forsaken lands my blistered feet succumb
Now I crawl upon my knees my hands pulling me along
As my mind begins to drift to a lonely desert song
I'm the man behind the mask
I'm the final drop at the bottom of the flask
I'm the man behind the mask
Fading fast
There's a river flowing through my head but I cannot find the source
There's a pain erupting deep inside and it's taking me off course
I see off in the distance an oasis full of dreams
But I have wandered through this wasted land and followed different streams
I'm the man behind the mask
I'm the final drop at the bottom of the flask
I'm the man behind the mask
Fading fast
The mirage it seems much closer
Than it ever has before
But by instinct with an outstretched hand
I slowly closed the door
The facade is growing thicker
And now even I believe
There's a highway in the desert
And I have been deceived
I'm the man behind the mask
I'm the final drop at the bottom of the flask
I'm the man behind the mask
Fading fast
And I'm the man behind the mask
Between the borders of these towering dunes I've built my kingdom in the sand
Buzzards circle overhead now my feathered flying friends
They have followed me for miles as I've tried to make amends
I stumble in the burning heat of the ever present sun
Through the valleys of forsaken lands my blistered feet succumb
Now I crawl upon my knees my hands pulling me along
As my mind begins to drift to a lonely desert song
I'm the man behind the mask
I'm the final drop at the bottom of the flask
I'm the man behind the mask
Fading fast
There's a river flowing through my head but I cannot find the source
There's a pain erupting deep inside and it's taking me off course
I see off in the distance an oasis full of dreams
But I have wandered through this wasted land and followed different streams
I'm the man behind the mask
I'm the final drop at the bottom of the flask
I'm the man behind the mask
Fading fast
The mirage it seems much closer
Than it ever has before
But by instinct with an outstretched hand
I slowly closed the door
The facade is growing thicker
And now even I believe
There's a highway in the desert
And I have been deceived
I'm the man behind the mask
I'm the final drop at the bottom of the flask
I'm the man behind the mask
Fading fast
And I'm the man behind the mask
Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Homer
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