In a crowded room, they all know my name,
Switching faces, never two the same.
Rebel whispers echo in the dark,
Sunday's silence, prayers in the park.
I'm the Jack of all faces, master of none,
Dancing with shadows, bright as the sun.
A thousand masks, each a perfect fit,
Living out each scene, bit by bit.
Joke with the wild, kneel with the devout,
A chameleon soul, inside and out.
One moment a leader, then a confidante,
My true self-elusive, ever nonchalant.
I'm the Jack of all faces, master of none,
Dancing with shadows, bright as the sun.
A thousand masks, each a perfect fit,
Living out each scene, bit by bit.
But who's the real me when the curtains fall?
Who's staring back from the mirror on the wall?
This lonely masquerade, what has it cost?
In lost faces, my true self was almost lost.
Now, I step out from behind the guise,
No more shadows, no more clever lies.
I strive to be someone clearly defined,
One true face, leaving the rest behind.
I'm the Jack of all faces, master of none,
Dancing with shadows, bright as the sun.
Now finding peace, nothing left to sell,
One true face and it fits so well.
Jack of all faces, the show's finally done,
In the quiet dawn, a new life begun.
One heart, one soul, starting to blend,
Jack of all faces finds his own end.