Stained Glass-Danny Schmidt

[ti:Stained Glass] [ar:Danny Schmidt] [al:Parables and Primes] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Stained Glass - Danny Schmidt [00:15.28]It was thirty days til Easter [00:16.77]When the elm tree hit the church [00:19.33]Thank God it fell on Friday [00:20.97]Cause at least no one was hurt [00:23.55]But there was fear it might delay [00:25.06]The second coming of the lord [00:27.30]Cause the stained glass crucifixion [00:29.30]Was in stains upon the floor [00:31.82] [00:46.14]They spent a day of cleaning [00:47.71]And a day to board the hole [00:50.17]Where the stained glass once [00:51.32]Had cast a godly light upon the fold [00:54.78]But come the Sunday service [00:56.33]All the faces now were gray [00:58.47]And they commenced to [00:59.38]Take donations as the faithful knelt to pray [01:03.24] [01:17.56]But on Monday they discovered [01:19.07]That the man who'd built the glass [01:21.75]Was the only man in town [01:23.27]Who could and sadly he had passed [01:26.30]But his father who was ninety [01:27.92]Said the tools were in the shed [01:29.89]And he'd kindly try [01:31.20]And resurrect the window from the dead [01:34.32] [01:49.11]The congregation argued [01:50.66]But the wise ones all rejoiced [01:53.33]In the one hand was solution [01:55.18]In the other was no choice [01:57.62]And they gave the man their blessings [01:59.56]And they gave his hand a shake [02:01.55]And they gave him all the coins they [02:03.78]Had collected on their plate [02:06.50] [02:20.73]It was seven days til Easter [02:22.43]And they'd seen a hide nor hair [02:25.09]So they came and knocked [02:26.25]At suppertime in hopes the man was there [02:29.32]But a banging from the basement [02:31.01]Was 'bout all that they could hear [02:33.23]And curses that might [02:34.45]Make the devil blush and wash his ears [02:38.11] [02:52.43]Come first thing easter morning [02:53.85]And to everyone's good grace [02:56.50]The man was up on ladders [02:58.01]With the window nailed in place [03:00.76]It was covered in black velvet [03:02.44]Like a hood or like a veil [03:04.99]He pulled the sheet and there [03:06.63]It hung apocryphal and frail [03:09.13] [03:23.50]The seams had melted jagged [03:24.85]They were crooked like a spine [03:27.76]The glass was rough like hands of man [03:29.79]Against the hands of time [03:32.16]And there was bloodstains in the red [03:33.87]And there were teardrops in the blue [03:36.16]He said: It may not be the best [03:37.96]But it's the best that I can do [03:40.45] [03:54.93]The chapel fell to silence [03:56.43]It was more than just surprise [03:59.21]As the monstrosity of color slid [04:01.35]Its tongue across their eyes [04:04.15]And they shivered from exposure [04:05.92]Like babies born again [04:08.24]Cause in every pane of glass [04:10.22]Was all the joy and pain of man [04:16.02] [04:25.70]There was every fearful smile [04:27.90]There was every joyful tear [04:30.37]There was each and every choice [04:32.04]That leads from every there to here [04:34.96]There was every cosy stranger [04:37.11]And every awkward friend [04:39.62]And there was every perfect night [04:41.03]That's left initials in the sand [04:44.19]There was every day that filled so full [04:46.33]The weeks would float away [04:47.91]And there was all those days spent wondering [04:49.85]What to do with all those days [04:52.21]There was every lie that ever [04:53.76]Saved the truth from being shamed [04:55.71]And every secret you could [04:57.22]Ever trust a friend to hide away [04:59.71]There was the fortune of [05:00.90]Discovering a new face you might adore [05:03.42]And the thrill of coming home [05:04.99]To find her clothes upon the floor [05:07.32]And the prideful immortality [05:09.29]Of children in the home [05:11.00]That the storm can't grind the mountain down [05:13.17]It can only shift the stones [05:15.19]And there was everything your mouth [05:16.74]Says that your lips don't understand [05:18.61]And every shape inside your head [05:20.66]You can't carve with your hands [05:22.96]And every slice of glass revealed [05:24.88]Another slice of life [05:26.75]Emblazened imperfections [05:28.35]In a perfect stream of light [05:30.50]It all flooded through the window [05:32.43]Like rapids made of fire [05:34.22]And then God rode through on sunshine [05:36.39]And sat down cause he was tired [05:39.95]He was tired [05:41.23] [05:54.80]As the thunder and the hardwood [05:56.55]Settled back into its place [05:59.39]God removed his veil [06:00.94]And there were scars across his face [06:04.18]And some folks prayed in reverence [06:06.43]And some folks prayed in fear [06:09.10]As all the shades and chaos [06:11.63]In the glass became a mirror