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 - Jonatha Brooke
 
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Story - The Gilded Cage lyrics
Even when I was a little girl, even then
 No one could tell me why, no one convinced me
 Through the cathedral, the high windows spilling crimson light
 'Cross the deceived ones, no evidence of grace in their eyes
 But when I saw the father shaken
 Spent like spare change on his knees and under the gun
 Then I wondered what would become of me
 You might have told me that love is not enough
 You might have lied and told me that it was
 The gilded cage and the holy three
 Don't tell the truth as far as I can see
 And in the end you choose someone, something, and others fade from view
 And the world outside your lives exhausts youStory - The Gilded Cage - http://motolyrics.com/story/the-gilded-cage-lyrics.html
 Therein lies the ritual, you harbor no curiosity for the high windows
 The crimson light or the deceived ones dying randomly
 But when I saw the father shaken
 Spent like spare change on his knees and under the gun
 Then I wondered what would become of me
 You might have told me that love is not enough
 You might have lied and told me that it was
 The gilded cage and the holy three
 Don't tell the truth as far as I can see
 You might have told me that love is not enough
 You might have lied and told me that it was
 The gilded cage and the holy three
 Don't tell the truth as far as I can see













