Satined Glass Masquerade-Casting Crowns
Is there anyone that failsIs 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 heart 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
posted by emma's blog @ 13:09
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Church of Rhythm, Not Perfect
I fooled everybody,
I learned to say the right words and dress the right dress
and do the right things.
But maybe one day they'll see through my facade, and I'll be me.
I tried to be somebody
Someone who I could look up to, I would respect and I would care about
And I thought if I was all these things,
than maybe I could learn to love myself.
But I'm not perfect, not put together
And sometimes I'm lonely, But it's only real life
Here I stand cast your stones, If you mock me
I know that it's only,
That you're scared of real life.
I tried to succeed in a value system that puts everyone in their place
You gotta dress right, you gotta be cool, you gotta be popular
If you wanna be as happy as the people on the TV
Till, I found there's a God who has a place for everyone and
every person, every broken heart, No matter how imperfect
He loves you right where you are
And he loves me
though I'm not perfect, not put together
And sometimes I'm lonely, But it's only real life
Here I stand cast your stones, If you mock me
I know that it's only,
That you're scared of real life.
But here I am right where I am and through it all
I'm just trying to be myself
And I let go, of these feelings
And I finally know it's all right to be
not perfect, not put together
And sometimes I'm lonely, But it's only real life
Here I stand cast your stones, If you mock me
I know that it's only,
That you're scared of real life.
and I'm not perfect...
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