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House Of Their Dreams Casting Crowns

								

D 
A corner office was his dream 

More like a prison now it seems 
G 
Somewhere on the corporate climb 

He left his warrior behind 
D 
Now hes just a worker at a daily grind 

Steals his years and numbs his mind 
G                                      Em 
His strength is fading, his dreams are blind 

This is not the life he had in mind 


D 
She lies awake cause hes up all night 

Staring at a screen that tells him lies 
G 
That the grass is greener on the other side 
D 
So shes at the gym fighting off the years 

To be young again and calm her fears 
G 
That shell never be enough for him 
Em 
Just as a young man catches her eye 


                                                 D 
Now they're trapped in their own worlds, in their own wars 
             D7m/C#                   D 
With their cell phones and the closed doors 
    G                   D7m/C#           D 
It's funny how quiet and peaceful that it seems 
G 
But they're all alone together 
Em 
In the house of their dreams 


D 
Little sister, shes a sixteen-year-old princess 

Lost somewhere between the swing set 
       G 
And her brand new crushs chariot awaits 
        D 
And big brothers rooms glowing with trophies that shout his name 
                                   G 
But he'd trade all his high school fame 
                                    Em 
For some backyard catch with his hero again 

                              G                   D 
Now they're trapped in their own worlds, in their own wars 
             D7m/C#                   D 
With their cell phones and the closed doors 
    G                   D7m/C#           D 
It's funny how quiet and peaceful that it seems 
G 
But they're all alone together 
Em 
In the house of their dreams 


D 
So now they're all dressed up in sunday best 
Sit up straight just like the rest 
G                                                           D 
And they sing the songs of peace and rest that Jesus freely gives 


And then their kids look up as daddy stands 

And he takes his bride with trembling hands 
G 
Brother kneels at his fathers side as princess looks in the mothers eyes 
                                         Em 
Their tears tear down the walls as daddy prays 


                              G                   D 
Now they're trapped in their own worlds, in their own wars 
             D7m/C#                   D 
With their cell phones and the closed doors 
    G                   D7m/C#           D 
It's funny how quiet and peaceful that it seems 
G 
But they're all alone together 
Em 
In the house of their dreams

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