The Mad Hatter's Masquerade

by Magic After Midnight

Alice Heart, Princess of Wonderland; Ethan Heartrap, Earl of Lukin Gelas and "Mad Hatter"; March Hare, Noblemen of Wonderland; Mouse Shyheart, peasant and confidante; a masquerade, an elopement, and a coronation. By the end, who fell in love with whom?

1. Introduction Poem

A sea of faceless people
Pretty smiles on parade
We're drowning just a little
In the flow of a masquerade
Like the tide, cloaks are turning
And we've written what we should say
Yet underneath, the pain is burning
And it's not only just today
Life's a masquerade

I feel a little nervous
Like this costume makes me nude
And I worry just a little
That all of you can see right through
The part I am playing
And my mask meant to deceive
It breaks my heart knowing
Someone out there trully believes

It's a sea of faceless people
With pretty smiles on parade
We're drowning just a little
In the flow of a masquerade
Like the tide, cloaks are turning
And like cowards, we hide our face
Yet underneath, the emotions are burning
And it's not only just today
Life's a masquerade

I'm afraid of what you're thinking
So I use my smile to blind
My soul I feel like covering
Too afraid of what you'll find
And I know I'm not alone faking
Not sure what I should do
I'm not the only heart breaking
I hear the same soft sobs from you

Cause we're in a sea of faceless people
Part of the pretty smiles on parade
And we're left drowning just a little
In the flow of this masquerade
Like the tide, cloaks are turning
And we're hiding inside our game
Yet underneath, the pain is burning
And it's not only just today

So why do we play these parts?
Why don't we just let go?
Shed the masks over our hearts
Let other people see and know
Cause maybe if we show them
Others too will show their face
Stained with the tears kept hidden
We're not the only ones in pain

A sea of faceless people
Pretty smiles on parade
We're drowning just a little
In the flow of a masquerade
Like the tide, cloaks are turning
And we've written what we should say
Yet underneath, the pain is burning
And it's not only just today

Tomorrows a sea of faceless people
With painful smiles on parade
And though we're choking just a little
They're drowning their lives away
Like the tide, time keeps turning
And we've all played out the play
Players set the curtains burning
We end the show today

No More Masquerade