Stagecoach Stokes - Cave of Painted Faces

Come and pass the storm in a cave of painted faces
Whether it's music or shows or books or food or booze
Our time is quickly spent but people are disappointed
By broken promises and missed friends
But when you wake and wake again
In your caves of shifting faces and keep on juggling them?
You're dangers to your friends and dangers to your families
But you'll do it again and again

When does it become too late to fix your course?
Isn't it possible that all the proof you thought you'd found was just proof of luck?
What if the crisis you've been careening towards stops actively passing you by?

Here we go again, with the faces and the faces
But only some of them are hid
I've often heard you say that seeing is believing
I hope it doesn't come to that
It seems so small a thing
Is party living life supplying?
Did the DJ capture your friends... in a cage?
What's the smallest thing that you'd gamble your life and mine for?
Is it bigger or smaller than a keg?

Why does it take almost dying to see that we're walking at the speed
Of our slowest and they're slowing us by running sight unseen
Into a sauna of selfish ego and humble pie
I hope the water's nice!

I know that there's joking
And righteous anger
But we need everyone for this
Just stop how you're living
Or the choice won't be yours
Save the gambling for next year
Stay in your caves
No strangers faces
Make friends with painted ones on screens
There's always later
There's always "next year"
But only if you're smart for this!

Come wait out the storm with painted faces

Written by:
Jakob Stokes

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