Michael Woodhead


Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1966, 2019

Strip the eternal mask from thine eyes
Gaze thee upon a new-born world
Passing time hath sowed the seed
And Man lives on and on

Take the eternal mask from thy face
Through the sky bright stars be hurled
Know ye, now, what thou dost need
And Man's old age hath gone

Hide the eternal mask in the dark
Hide not thine eyes from this new world
Know ye, now, ye must take heed
For Man -- he hath not gone