Monday, April 30, 2007 @21:11:00
lyrics to 2 gr8 songs..
Stained Glass MasqueradeIs there anyone that fails
Is there anyone that falls
Am I the only one in church today feelin' so small
Cause when I take a look around
Everybody seems so strong
I know they'll soon discover
That I don't belong
So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay
If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too
So with a painted grin, I play the part again
So everyone will see me the way that I see them
Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation's open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade
Is there anyone who's been there
Are there any hands to raise
Am I the only one who's traded
In the altar for a stage
The performance is convincing
And we know every line by heart
Only when no one is watching
Can we really fall apart
But would it set me free
If I dared to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be
Would your arms be open
Or would you walk away
Would the love of Jesus
Be enough to make you stay
Real to meShowbiz dinners and the free champagne, Men in suits who think they know it all
No one knows me but they know my name, That's not real to me
Hotel lobby to the airoplane, Another country but they start to look the same
Watch the world behind a window pane, That's not real to me
When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and live in peace, Now thats what's real to me
Real to me.
Dying flowers in a dressing room,
A dangerous time to let your head make up its own mind
Got me thinking that the spirits flown,That's not real to me
When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and live in peace, Now that's what's real to me
Picnics in the garden and the children they can play,
The first day of the summer and I'll laze here all the day
We'll invite the family round and drink some english tea,
Then I raise up my finger and watch football on t.v
When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and live in peace, Now that's what's real to me
That's what's real to me
Wake up you might be dreaming, Wake up you might be dreaming now