Visions Of Joy - The Beauty Room

Break down the door and you stop and stare

Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane

Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours

And the tragic visions of joy

Break down the door and you stop and stare

Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane

Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours

And the tragic visions of joy

Sometimes you’ll try to tear off your disguise, revealing something new.

The image you once loved, the lies you thought you knew.

Maybe you’ll realise one day that

Everything you know is a replica of gold.

All you’ve ever known are shadows in the cave, shadows in the cave

Break down the door and you stop and stare

Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane

Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours

And the tragic visions of joy

Break down the door and you stop and stare

Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane

Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours

And the tragic visions of joy

Fortune betrays your position.

Leads you down the road, the never ending road.

The image you once loved, fades and leaves you cold.

You reach out for something real,

The trust you once knew, is just an illusion.

All you’ve ever known, riding the waves, drifting on the sea.

Break down the door and you stop and stare

Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane

Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours

And the tragic visions of joy

Break down the door and you stop and stare

Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane

Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours

And the tragic visions of joy