Grace Songtext
von Kyf Brewer

Oh my dear, what have we here?
7:55
Oversleeping children sprawl
School bus at the drive
We burn the toast, we howl and wail
And so begin the race
But I could never turn my back
On this imperfect grace


Some days rosy, some days bad
Some days very strange
People grow and people leave
And never know they changed
I′d like to hold them under glass
When everything's in place
But I could never interrupt
This imperfect grace

Let the legislation lay
The things I cannot change
Let the cards fall where they may
I will not complain
I′d like to trip where angels tread
And ask them to embrace
And help me never take for granted
This imperfect grace