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
promise to me A stained glass cross looking down on me Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross
: pull those chains when you turn me out remind me what this life is all about. because i haven't felt pain in so long i forgot i was alive sure in this
by fear we misplace trust in your voice inside these walls convincing us we have no choice and this reflection on where the message lies stained glass
to me A stained glass cross, looking down on me Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross, hanging
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
no one hears the cries or knows what they're about The doors are locked within or is it from without Looking through rose colored stained glass windows
Stained glass horizon Trapped in tombs of day No energy to run Nowhere to escape Fortune left behind you Blank dice is your gain Opium moon is rising
Just beneath the rafters In a church of stone Laid a stained glass window In the attic all alone A work of art forgotten, A treasure thrown away Taken
I came here to see the stained glass And God raising his hand in the temple's window A ray of light is shinning through The divine soul's prism in the
no-one hears the cries or knows what they're about The doors are locked within or is it from without Looking through rose colored stained glass windows
We are like windows Stained with colors of the rainbow Set in a darkened room Till the bridegroom comes to shining through Then the colors fall around
fear We misplace trust in your voice Inside these walls Convincing us, we have no choice And this reflection On where the message lies Stained glass
Behind a stained glass window A colorful blur is all that I see A shattered view of the world A shattered view of me Truth is hidden by shadows My ideas
fear we misplace trust in your voice inside these walls convincing us we have no choice and this reflection on where the message lies stained glass and
Colored shards rain down like misguided confetti How can something so beautiful cause so much dismay Blood drops exclaim their existence Running hand-
she doesn't know her daughter is dying from being lonely. her bright eyes were saved by a dying grandmother she empties another glass i know that
I know this must sound crazy ...so crazy i know this must sound so crazy but i think that i 've seen you before maybe in a dream dreams can be deceiving
