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Hoisted above your waist
A blow in the wind
I can't form any details
The sights are spinning around
Grace believes in the speed of light
And the awakening of the breeze
Speak to her in her dreams
And she will hold you high
You say you can't live without me
And I don't believe your eyes
For there comes a time
There always comes a time
I can't find you her When its late and its crowded
But your feet they're on the ground
And that is good enough to find

Grace-in a crowded place

She feeds me blood oranges
And cherry red wine
Puts proof in her pudding
And I space out for a time
Cause a piece of me finds out
That I'm just pieces and time
I reach for the mortal
And I reach for her hand

Grace-in a crowded place
I focus on the midday sun
The asphalt burns my jeans
I try to find a city stall
Where I catch up on my greens
I face myself in a crowd
Wherein I see you more and more
Speak to me softly lady
And I'll finally let you in