Rose Colored Stained Glass Windows

This song has been bouncing around in my head this morning. It kind of reminds me of an interesting conversation i had with a few co-workers regarding home/private/public schooling.

Another sleepy Sunday safe within the walls
Outside a dying world in
desperation calls
But no one hears the cries or knows what they're about
The doors are locked within, or is it from without?

Looking through
rose-colored stained glass windows
Never allowing the world to come in
Seeing no evil and feeling no pain
Making the light as it comes from
within so dim,
so dim

Out on your doorstep lay masses in decay
Ignore them long enough, maybe they'll go away
When you have so much you
think you have so much to lose
You think you have no lack when you're really
destitute

Anywho, Something to think about-- i'll let you decide which side of the schooling fence i fall on




EDIT: The song is "Rose Colored Stained Glass Windows" by Petra (Jars of clay also redid this very well)