Mangy Moose Acres: Stained Glass Masquerade

It was a tough day for the home state yesterday. It's difficult to understand the failure of moral character in our leaders. We put people on a pedestal hoping that they stand for the Christan values they defend, the image they portray. It makes me sad when we find out that it was nothing but a masquerade.

I know everyone fails. I realize that. I just find it tough when we walk around pretending that we don't fail. We are all human. We might as well be honest with each other and discover that the person sitting next to us is dealing with the same issues or hurt. It would stop a lot of pretending, a lot of hypocrisy.

Is 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

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