Preface to the Epilogue

Sand Castles and Fairy Tales - Lifehouse

He says he looks in the mirror and he can't tell anymore
who he really is and who they believed him to be.
He says he walks a thin line between what is and what could be
and he's getting closer to something he can't understand.

Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown and his throne of ice is melting
he climbed his ladder, there was nothing there, now it's a long way down
Cause on and on and on he goes dancing on the grave
of what he thought was still alive, and on and on and on he goes
dancing in mansions made of twigs and castles made of sand

He says his head is filled up with cartoons and fairy tales

and he's trapped inside a dungeon of dolls with smiles on their faces.
He's built a pretty cage, his show's on a beautiful stage
with candy coated prison bars and chains that look like jewelry.

Cause he lives inside of fairy tales and castles now
and there's room inside for false expectations and illusions.

This song has a way of motivating me to examine the issues of life. It is pretty self explanatory, but it is along this line of thought that I am planning to write a series of blogs. Stay tuned, and don’t be afraid to leave comments, thoughts, and objections. Maybe I should put in a disclaimer about objectionable content: Content will remain posted until it’s proven erroneous. Long live the Wikipedian Democratic System!