I couldn't see for the symmetrynThe cloack was choked in the trembling reedsnThe disguise was compromisednnI threw up on a winter's dreamnI got lost in the imagerynBecause life was compromisednnI wrote a letter to the King and QueennI set sail for the mysterynAnd life was in disguise!nnI took my change chance on the open seanI lost sight of the waving treesnThe sky was always shy