Palsoner
Updated: Sep 1, 2019

1.
Countless masks emerge
from penthouses
from park benches
robot eyes wander the streets.
Wear the mask
when you languish and consent to offences,
It's all in the eyes
one can see through those petty lies.
The truth buried
waken to forged memories,
behind the disguise
a bear cradled by a thousand hands.
In and out
mostly out of yourself,
tip toeing around right and wrong,
nodding to all prompts directed
maybe this is the way it's always been?
They label for the fear of unknown
and yet you believe its all true for you,
begging to please others
living for others out of working hours.
And why?
You're eccentric like the rest of them,
but you run from yourself
cast an act
aim for joy from another man's scheme.
Whilst licking imagined wounds
the hand strikes another
and midnight madness come torture the soul at day.
Nothing then
but to stare at your dreams.
So to those pretentious eyes,
the dim spark behind a mask
Can you trust the word of mouth?
Can that vail seal the bond?
Or will one man's great be another man's poor?
Countless paths ahead,
live for man
or for the one.
Extra baggage if you cheat your way through,
what lies in the eyes of another
can't always be so true.
Keep an open mind
the last decision is yours,
strive for free thoughts
forget what you've been taught
Or soon the light will fade away.
2.
I live for a man.
I live for a man who lives a lie
For a man who dares to play with light.
I live for a man with a foggy mind,
my sunrise reminder
he's the shadow of the truth to be.
I live for a great man
(at times he believes),
flirting with life blindly
marching to one's own beat
Ragged down by perils of yesterday
today
tomorrow.
As all else
a loose piece of the puzzle.
He hates to conform,
he'll turn his back onto the world,
I live for this man whom I deeply despise
but will he front the way to clear my cloudy eyes?
So should he decide to trade in love,
should he decide to trade in his rock,
I ask the man to lead life's dance.
Lost for long
and perhaps forever more,
but a hairline chance and I'll keep living for the man.
This man -
Myself.
Originally accompanied by a short experimental film, split in 2 sections