There's No Invincible Disguise That Lasts All Day

What? So I can sing a love poetic

And in my songs I can claim a voice prophetic

And then somehow from aching be exempt?

(no)

What? So I can see a glow, a glimmer

And feast on fruits of all the singers

But not be stung somehow by yearning's stinger

So supposedly I'm strong

And I cultivate a luscious lawn

But my crops can fail, I can also be wrong

I can woo a distant beauty

But hopeless missing always rules me

There's no invincible disguise that lasts all day

Painful storms will always come to blur my way

And conversely blurry storms will go their way

There's no invincible disguise that lasts all day

The act is sweet but it casts a shadow just the same