Grace, it’s closing in
The fear of losing you
On stage, far from home
(or) to the clay my fingers form
Wait, I’m right behind
The youth I left unsigned
I hum so helplessly
Nursing rhymes you left for me
Grace
Grace, you only know
Pillow talk and December snow
You’re a queen
But on your own
In cabin fields where dragons roam
Embrace
The boy you turned a man
By sleight of hand
And I’ll sing, but silently
My urban hymn to adultery
Grace
Grace
I am sailing the stars
Grace
In a boat made of charms
So frail is the wave goodbye
But hold tight, don’t fright -it’s not far
And I’ll sail you home
In endless arrays
We all break up with Grace