Master of Disguise

If I was a caveman and you gave me fire I'd wander around here with too much desire Wondering which face to burn or to save Well it's all on me now, darling, how to behave If you were a village and I was the liar I'd find that wolf quick and I'd hang him by trial Then after that I would squander the village Well if no dragon came, it'd be me left to pillage If you were a candle and I was a match I'd snuff you out often then I'd burn you up fast It's all about oxygen, all about living Well it's all on me now how to use what I'm given If I novel and you were the ink I'd open my pages, let you write what you think And I'd make the most of this beautiful world But if no one ever read it, I'd feel so unadorned So I'll try to not tear apart what I'm given Am I talking to God or just talking to women If there was an apple in each of our eyes It'd be so hard to be a master of disguise If you were my jacket and I played a good show Could everything after be warm and be slow The music will come to me, clear up some empathy Call to me, love from me, hold me and run from me If you were my guitar and I was the banjo I'd play a little tune then I'd get up and go If I could never stop all these circles I live in Tell me oh Father, would I still be forgiven So I'll try to not tear apart what I'm given Am I talking to God or just talking to women If there was an apple in each of our eyes It'd be so hard to be a master of disguise If I was the ocean and you were the seas If I could give back what's been given to me If I was the fire and you were the flames Would I still ask for more, would I still change my name?