Keep the lights dim.
Let's stand here with our masks on.
That way we don't see
What's cracked and bleeding.
I want to feel you close,
Skin wrapped around skin,
Indulging in exteriors,
Comforting the cuts inside.
Let's sway a little.
Tip me back and kiss my neck.
I wonder who you see when you kiss me.
Where is redemption without the truth?
I think lofty thoughts
While I shrink from the light.
I wonder why we cry in the darkness and smile in the light.
I wonder why we prop ourselves up when Jesus wants to hold us.
It's tempting to retreat.
To say, let's help each other forget ourselves,
Our awfulness.
Let's dance in candlelight,
Masking our sickness with sweet sounds and smells,
Drinking things that cloud memory.
Could you hold me for five minutes?
How about forever?
Can you reach in and pull out the dark?
Can you cast off the demons?
The dance is like a drug.
I drink and drink and drink myself thirsty
Because you only love a fancy dress and smooth skin.
If you took off the mask,
Maybe you'd see a beggar woman in black,
Maybe you'd see a cut-up thing,
Something ill.
Redemption leaves things bare,
But it's painful to stand in the light,
Like how a wound stings while being cleansed.
The thought of your turning away is more painful.
So I come to dance.
Maybe illusions can last forever.
Maybe you think the same things about yourself,
And maybe we lie to each other
As candlelight dances across our masks.
Let's stand here with our masks on.
That way we don't see
What's cracked and bleeding.
I want to feel you close,
Skin wrapped around skin,
Indulging in exteriors,
Comforting the cuts inside.
Let's sway a little.
Tip me back and kiss my neck.
I wonder who you see when you kiss me.
Where is redemption without the truth?
I think lofty thoughts
While I shrink from the light.
I wonder why we cry in the darkness and smile in the light.
I wonder why we prop ourselves up when Jesus wants to hold us.
It's tempting to retreat.
To say, let's help each other forget ourselves,
Our awfulness.
Let's dance in candlelight,
Masking our sickness with sweet sounds and smells,
Drinking things that cloud memory.
Could you hold me for five minutes?
How about forever?
Can you reach in and pull out the dark?
Can you cast off the demons?
The dance is like a drug.
I drink and drink and drink myself thirsty
Because you only love a fancy dress and smooth skin.
If you took off the mask,
Maybe you'd see a beggar woman in black,
Maybe you'd see a cut-up thing,
Something ill.
Redemption leaves things bare,
But it's painful to stand in the light,
Like how a wound stings while being cleansed.
The thought of your turning away is more painful.
So I come to dance.
Maybe illusions can last forever.
Maybe you think the same things about yourself,
And maybe we lie to each other
As candlelight dances across our masks.