Michael draws a face of grief With brick-clar brush and lime-light green To trace the lines his grief will grace And fill the silence in between Red for danger Green for gold A fire burns precise and coold Painted people fire-bright Will burn in fortune's flame tonight Michael paints a face of pain Chalky white and charcoal black He flexes his sciatic legs And pumps his knuckles till they crack Red for danger Green for gold A fire burns precise and coold Painted people fire-bright will burn In fortune's flame tonight But lately as the house grows dim There's mocking laughter mocking him Silence when there should be tears Silence every actor fears Michale wears a face of smiles As he prepares a face to greet The eyes that see an actor's eyes The faces that his face will meet Red for danger Green for gold A fire burns precise and coold Painted people fire-bright will burn In fortune's flame tonight