Paper Steeples

Title Submitted By: Shane Jackson
Genre: Acoustic, Folk-Pop

My husband deserves some credit for helping me come up with the “beauty
angle” for the song.

Paper steeples line the aisles
Open the cover and gaze awhile
Pages fly right off the shelves
And these paper steeples will change ourselves
With these paper steeples, we’ll find ourselves

Paper steeples standing tall
Skeleton queens of the shopping malls
We all bow at the foot of the cross
Where beauty is given and souls are lost
Beauty is taken and souls are lost

Oh, our only daughters
Oh, our only sons
They’ve been baptized in the water
Now we’ve gotta save each one

Paper steeples are all the same
The same direction, same color, same frame
They’ve turned us into disciples and slaves
But they’ll blow right over in a hurricane
Blow right over in a hurricane