Mask

How long how long before it's time to go We'd invent a language of our own that we don't have to know We could see the world We could spend the time We could wrong the rights We pretend to know the lives we only show by night I'll wear the mask of my father But he will know it's me 'Cause he's seen the things he always kept from me He always let me sleep Once you asked me what i thought i'd do if i couldn't see He didn't say the only one i'm imvisible to was me I'll wear the mask of my father But you know me by name By the light of the candle he burned, We will sin the same It's not a question of right It's not a question of wrong It's not a question of sight It's not a question of song It's not a question of holy ghosts and overcrowded rooms It's a question of you It's a question of you How long, how long before it's time to go