Written in 1973 while attending The Evergreen State College. Oh yeah, it was the end of a night tripping on acid. I think it is about a psychological process of getting through all of the mental hurdles that have been placed before you. You decide what it means.
lyrics
The Masquerade Composer
He's the masquerade composer - he masquerades to write
Sometimes I hear him crying in the middle of the night
You know - he's searching for an answer he believes only he can see
Don Quixote rides his consciousness - He's Don Juan without peyote
He's a bell without a ringer, a poem that has no words
He searches through his verses, but he just can't find the words
No, he just can't find the words
Well, he hears the wind go screaming through a world that's sound asleep
And stars are bright on summer's nights, the darkness seems too deep
Well now, death must be the answer, but life must still go on
And he captures only sorrow in the stillness of his song
He's the masquerade composer, a masquerade to write
Well, he thought he knew the answer, but the answer wasn't right
No, the answer wasn't right
Answers run in circles, circles create a maze
Dense clouds surround your consciousness, you can't see through the haze
You look for truth outside you, and then you criticize
You fail to comprehend the wonder that lies within his eyes
Well, he sees you looking outward, you're a magnet and you're strong
And he follows where you're looking, and he knows he's looking wrong
He's a shadow boxer, a mystic - with only shadows there to fight
I've heard his manic laughter in the middle of his night
I can feel the footsteps tremble on the treadmill in his head
As the world goes on around him, and he wishes he was dead
For he feels the answers flowing, yet somehow he cannot act
Fear pushes him in circles, someday he won't come back
No - someday he won't come back
He's pleased within his laughter, and he's pleased within his tears
And he's pleased to follow circles, which center 'round his fears
Repetition guides him wherever he must go
'til he's memorized the path of every circle river's flow
He leaves a note inside a bottle at every rivers' end
And they eddy in a whirlpool with the faces of his friends
He's the masquerade composer, a masquerade to write
He wishes every one of you a long and worthy life, a long and worthy life
Em, Asus, CM7, D
D, Asus, Em, CM7
credits
from Birds of Winter,
released March 5, 2023
Mike Nelson - acoustic wah wah guitar
Steve Nebel - Fingerpicked Guitar, Electric Guitar, Vocals
Joe Debenedictis - Piano
Robby Morshed - Drums
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