Masquerade (Interface Mix)

The painted faces on the street
 Caricatures of long ago
 Oh they were young and oh so sweet
 Down beyond the boulevard
 Knock on doors and empty halls
 And still sometimes remember
 The masquerade's forever
 When you see the price they paid
 I'm sure you'll come and join the masquerade
 The reeling figures pass on by
 Like ghosts in some forgotten play
 Beneath the black and empty sky
 Music plays and figures dance
 With partners chosen by chance
 And still some times remember
 The masquerade's forever
 They reached for tomorrow
 But tomorrows, more of the same
 So they reached for tomorrow
 But tomorrow never came
 When you hear the price they paid
 I'm sure you'll come and join the masquerade
 One by one and two by two
 Past eight by tens in shattered frames
 The players try to leave the room
 Frantic puppets on a string
 And all the while the music sings
 And still sometimes remember
 The masquerade's forever