Master of Disguise

If I was a caveman and you gave me fire
I'd wander around here with too much desire
Wondering which face to burn or to save
Well it's all on me now, darling, how to behave

If you were a village and I was the liar
I'd find that wolf quick and I'd hang him by trial
Then after that I would squander the village
Well if no dragon came, it'd be me left to pillage

If you were a candle and I was a match
I'd snuff you out often then I'd burn you up fast
It's all about oxygen, all about living
Well it's all on me now how to use what I'm given

If I novel and you were the ink
I'd open my pages, let you write what you think
And I'd make the most of this beautiful world
But if no one ever read it, I'd feel so unadorned

So I'll try to not tear apart what I'm given
Am I talking to God or just talking to women
If there was an apple in each of our eyes
It'd be so hard to be a master of disguise

If you were my jacket and I played a good show
Could everything after be warm and be slow
The music will come to me, clear up some empathy
Call to me, love from me, hold me and run from me

If you were my guitar and I was the banjo
I'd play a little tune then I'd get up and go
If I could never stop all these circles I live in
Tell me oh Father, would I still be forgiven

So I'll try to not tear apart what I'm given
Am I talking to God or just talking to women
If there was an apple in each of our eyes
It'd be so hard to be a master of disguise

If I was the ocean and you were the seas
If I could give back what's been given to me
If I was the fire and you were the flames
Would I still ask for more, would I still change my name?