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PLASTIC MASQUERADE

Is there anyone that stumbles?
Is there anyone that’s scared?
Has anyone been humbled?
Does anybody care?

When I take a look around me
Everyone seems so refined
I was lonely ‘til He found me
I’m de branch; only He’s de vine

So I try to play the part, pretend everything's OK
I believe it in my heart, but my feet are made of clay
So with a painted smile, I say the same tired cliches
I may go the second mile, but then I lose my way

Do we always have to be
The first in line to pray?
Are we the first to hit our knees?
Or, like sheep, have we strayed?

Is this the “real McCoy”
Or a plastic masquerade?
Are we full of peace and joy
Or does the feeling quickly fade?

Though your prayer may be unspoken
His word will not return in vain
The invitation's always open
He can clean that crimson stain

To every heart that has been broken
To every sky that’s filled with rain
Stop your pining and your mopin’
Leave behind your ball and chain
And be free in Jesus’ name

Is there anyone who's hopin’
For the gift and not the wage?
To every heart that has been broken
By this plastic masquerade

The play is nearly over
It’s time to turn the page
But even if we’re clean and sober
We need to call a spade a spade

We needn't be someone
That we can never be
We mustn't jump the gun
Are we just too blind to see?

Is there anyone who's just barely copin’
Anyone who thinks this is just a stage?
I pray your eyes will soon be opened
And you'll let the lion out of the cage

You'll stop your whinin' and your mopin’
You'll leave behind your ball and chain
You'll stop your cussin' and your smokin'
And be free in Jesus’ name

New Year's Resolution

This year I made a New Year's resolution
To spread good cheer and find a solution
To the war on terror and air pollution

To make love not war in the middle east
To give to the poor and to pray for peace
And not to receive the mark of the beast

It was the hardest decision I've ever faced
Throw in the towel or try to win first place
Keep my hand on the plow or give up in disgrace?

To pick up the pace or try to find a resolution
To win this last race or to find a real solution
Play my jack and ace or mount a counter-revolution

My Amazing Dream by Stan C. Countz

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Christmas Without Christ

by Stan C. Countz

VERSE 1
The holidays are on their way.
Bring out the tinsel, wreaths and bells
Time to write those cards and take
those decorations off the shelves
But He's the reason for the season
Not reindeer, sleighs and elves
The worst gift we could ever get
is someone wrapped up in themselves

VERSE 2
The holidays are coming.
Time for gifts and toys.
I can hear the drumming
of the Little drummer boy.
Why do I feel like running
When I should be full of joy?
I'm runnin' out of money
And my life is one big void

CHORUS
Full of stress and strife
But it's not supposed to be
He came to bring us life
And that abundantly
OUTRO
We've paid too high a price
We've grown up way too fast
Christmas without Christ
Would be nothin' but a mass

Stand for Somethin'

by Stan C. Countz
Today’s the first day of the onslaught of summer
They say it’s the longest day of the year
I hope and pray I'll be an overcomer
And bring a Spirit of love, not a spirit of fear

Help me march to the beat of a different drummer
Help me do the right thing though the crowd may jeer
To be long and lean like a long distance runner
To proclaim my dream and make it loud and clear

It's odd to believe in your God-given dreams but be not deceived
His truth will take hold of your hard-baked soul and you'll grow
a new pair of wings
No one knows which way the wind blows
or what tomorrow brings

Give no thought for tomorrow, let not anyone borrow
Your notes, your hopes or your dreams.
You've got to stand for something
or you'll fall for anything!