Go! Child - The Masquerade

Breathing irregular,
The door to the world outside is open,
Who knew that we'd find our way while we're so broken?

We take a step and let these
Disastrous visualizations,
Run their course and finally take their leave,

Thousands of feet
Step on the concrete
They seem to all be
On corresponding beats

I never thought I'd see the
Blue skies and grass and trees,
We all were captive for so long
That we forgot this fleeting feeling

Wide open arms are reaching,
Above this joyous screeching,
The sound that has to mean
One purely gorgeous thing,
This crowd is finally free,
We've finally escaped

The Masquerade
The sleight of hand, the simply skilled charade,
Suited to give impression
That you belong inside,
That you were meant to hide.
That masks were not a lie.

Though every one saw through the masquerade,
All eyes are on each other, now's the day,
We have a new perception,
And through the street we go,
We're off to find a home,
A place to call our own,

Where no one pushes us to masquerade
Behind something that's clearly just a play,
We're living life without a hint of shame,
So if we're meant to fall,
We won't inside that ball,
We're breaking free and singing