A song about how easy it is to hide our hurts and problems in church behind a painted-on smile. Fear of ridicule, gossip, and rejection keeps us from being real in God's house, but God tells us to 'Bear ye one another's burdens...'
indie
acoustic
folk
christian
ccm
buried
talents
buried talents band
Story behind the song
A couple in our church was going through some very dark waters. Very few people knew OR know about it.
Chris wrote this to encourage us to find a friend in church and share our burdens with them. Someone you KNOW and can TRUST. It's an admonishment to tear off the mask, to quit pretending that being a Christian means that the road will be easy.
It's NOT. The story of the Christian walk is a story about struggle. The struggle in the Christian of good and evil. Of the Christian against the World, and against the attacks of the Evil One.
...But, the story has a happy ending.
Lyrics
Verse 1:
Lord, I’m Weary to the bone, and I can’t make it on my own
The road’s still stretched far before me, and my strength is almost gone.
Lord, I need You to help me carry on…
Lord, I hope You’ll understand, but I just Can’t keep pretending it’s ok
So if it’s quite alright, I just can’t make Your church tonight
‘Cause this painted smile is wrong, I just can’t keep it pasted on (keep it pasted on)
And someone’s bound to ask me where it’s gone
That painted-on smile.
Chorus:
Painted-on smiles, Painted-on smiles
Lord, please see through my Painted-on smiles.
Painted-on smiles, Painted-on smiles
Lord, please see through my Painted-on smiles.
Verse 2:
But Lord, if it’s Your will (it’s Your Will)
I’ll go anyway,
It will all be ok (It will all be ok)
Every time I’m there,
I give You all my cares
And I’ll leave energized
With a smile in my eyes
And it won’t have to be
Painted-on.
Chorus:
Painted-on smiles, Painted-on smiles
Lord, You take off my Painted-on smiles.
Painted-on smiles Painted-on smiles
Lord, You take off my Painted-on smiles.
Verse 3:
Friend, you’ve asked if I’m ok
And I just don’t know what to say
Because you may not want to hear the truth
And might just turn away.
Friend, I need you to help me carry on.
So if you ask once again,
You’d best prepare yourself to sit
And hear the struggles of a fellow soldier
Wounded in the fight
Cause I’m dying on the inside
And I need a friend to fight with me
Back to back, with sword in hand
To make it through the night
Friend I need (need) you to help(you) me carry (friend) on.
Chorus:
Painted-on smiles, Painted-on smiles.
I won’t hide behind those Painted-on smiles.
Painted-on smiles, Painted-on smiles.
I won’t hide behind those Painted-on smiles.