Fairy Tales And Castles
Lifehouse
He says he looks in the mirror Cm# A And he can’t tell anymore Who he really is and who they believed him to be And he says he walks a thin line Cm# A Between what is and what could be and he’s getting closer to something he can’t understand Cause there’s a crack in his plastic crown and his throne of ice is melting He climbed his ladder There was nothing there Now it’s a long way down Cause on and on and on he goes Dancing on the grave of what he thought was still alive (Hey) and on and on and on he goes Dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand He says his head is filled up with Cartoons and fairy tales and he’s trapped inside a dungeon of dolls With smiles on their faces He’s built a pretty cage His show’s on a beautiful stage With candy coated prison bars and chains that look like jewelry Cause there’s a crack in his plastic crown and his throne of ice is melting He climbed his ladder There was nothing there Now it’s a long way down Cause on and on and on he goes Dancing on the grave of what he thought was still alive (Hey) and on and on and on he goes Dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand Cause he lives inside of fairy tales and castles now and there’s no room inside for false expectations and illusions There’s a crack in his plastic crown and his throne of ice is melting He climbed his ladder There was nothing there Now it’s a long way down It’s along way down Cause on and on and on he goes Dancing on the grave of what he thought was still alive (Hey) and on and on and on he goes Dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand Cause on and on and on he goes Dancing on the grave of what he thought was still alive (Hey) and on and on and on he goes Dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand Cause on and on and on he goes Dancing on the grave (Cause on and on and on he goes) of what he thought was still alive (Hey) and on and on and on he goes Dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand
