Machine Head - Behind a Mask

--- “Behind a Mask“ The grieving widow’s pose, she stands with head held high Never to re-marry, never gonna’ try ’Cause that would end the symphony of sadness that we play And the songs of wanderlust that she commiserates So she takes another shot of crown, in hopes to ease the pain In hopes to ease the void inside, yet somehow it’s in vain ’Cause vanity has come along and filled her perfume vile And every day she dabs a little on her neck and smiles Behind a mask (so we hide, so we hide) Behind a mask (so we hide, so we hide) Open your eyes, let us see the void inside Open your eyes, let us see The old man sits alone staring at the screen And contemplates the failures, done to his family ’Cause depression’s bottles come along and filled his whiskey glass With every sip put to his lips, erases