Rose Colored Stained Glass Windows

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Another sleepy Sunday safe within 
the walls
Outside a dying world in desperation
 calls
But noone hears the cries or knows 
what they're about
The doors are locked within, or is 
it from without
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Looking through rose-colored stained
 glass windows
Never allowing the world to come in
Seeing no evil and feeling no pain
And making the light as it comes 
from within
So dim...So dim

Out on your doorstep lay masses in 
decay
Ignore them long enough maybe 
they'll go away
When you have so much you think you 
have so much to lose
You think you have no lack when 
you're really destitute