Reveal myself to you, pretty wanderer?
I would never stoop so low
No, for you I create a mask, a character
A visage for you to behold
And for a time you may sit in my eminence
A blessing and a curse upon my very name
Because in truth I will make you happy
For the good or ill that future creates in you
And when I bring down my cloak and veil
Find only yourself revealed in my strange eyes
A mirror held up through which I see
For at the bottom of the pond I lost myself
But yet I never stopped looking
And you’re pretty are you not?
Would you like to stay awhile?
Sit with me and let me forget a while
That I am only an echo and a sin