Walls

The walls are all surrounding

What's behind the paint?

I put up all my hangings

But do they hide the stains?

All the pictures on the paper

Never changed the way I look inside

I'm surfacing to the lightAnd walls peeling around me

Crumbling, falling

I can't hold them up

Walls peeling around me

We're standing so proudly

Can't hold them up to Your lightThe truth is now likening

The rich to the beggars, oh

A name is just a name

When you're powerless and pained

And Shalom's far away

See, the mighty walls will tremble

With nothing left to keep this front alive

Held up to the lightWalls peeling around me

Crumbling, falling

I can't hold them up

Walls are peeling around me

We're standing so proudly

But I can't hold them up to Your light