Still Life Of Peace Songtext / Lyric

A painted scene view of a street

A large city, no crime, no deceit

An autumn day, pastels and grace

Buildings loom, ominous, hold them at bay






The image haunts though no one wants

Caged in serenity as freedom taunts

Always an autumn day, pastel and gray

Can't reach the buildings holding me at bay



Pay to get in, pray to get out



See the wind blows, everything's frozen

Still life of peace, a life they've chosen

Wanting the wind, the snow or the sun

Trade in freedom for a world that has none



Pay to get in, pray to get out

Pay to get in, pray to get out