This masquerade must come to an end,
And disperse this mass of tangled lies,
That's gotten mixed with truths and dreams.
My deluded mind has made me blind
To all the good that I can find.

So left with no sight
I must search for my light
To guide me to safe shores again.
I can make it, I'm sure, all I need do
Is take that first, lone step;
After that one, I know, it is done -
My blindfold will be gone.