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Hello - and goodbye
Looking back
With 20/20 hindsight
We only tried to play our part
When selfishness is state of the art
You've just got to change
In this present state of grace
I hold my head up high
Though the water damage froze
Another flood will soon be by
Here and now is all we'll be
the face
Your heart is moved by the spirit
When you're living, living in a state of grace

There's a world never ending
Sorrow and pain don't exist
We can
the face
Your heart is moved by the spirit
When you're living, living in a state of grace

There's a world never ending
Sorrow and pain don't exist
We can
savage or grace 

Whores of the light, redeemed by vice
Benevolence pride altered by lust
Forever to slay
Savage or grace

Savage or grace
Cryptic
across our thighs tracing the gateway
Leaning in close I'm feeling your fingertip

This time, this place
This state of grace
The promise of tomorrow
Was it really two summers ago
 Or was it outer space
 We both had nowhere to go
 In search of a state of grace
 All in all we never had time
I'm enthralled by this force
Priceless peace altering my mind
Essence of higher life
Infiltrates my spiritual being

Perfect state of mind [x2]
Hey baby you know there ain't no shame

Untethered, unbound
State of grace sold by the pound
If it falls let it crumble to the ground
Burn
From the top, from the top, from the top, from the top
From the top, from the top, from the top, from the top
In a state of grace
Where the talent
cross into the unknown
I try to leave my fears behind me,
Try to carry on

[Chorus]
Ev'ry day sing a song of grace
We've come this far by grace
A Passion For My Rage
With My Sights Of Darkness
The Atrocities At Hand
I Must Bare
Entangled In A State
So Cold
So Dormant
My Sickened Rageful State
I grew up south of the Mason Dixon
Workin,' spittin', huntin' and fishin'
Stone cold country by the grace of God

I was gasin' up the other day
I grew up south of the Mason Dixon
Workin,' spittin', huntin' and fishin'
Stone cold country by the grace of God

I was gasin' up the other day
By Kit Hain
©1985 by Kit Hain Music Ltd Publishing
Intersong-USA Inc International copyright secured

Out of favour
Into the fire
Throw my state
I grew up south of the Mason Dixon
Workin,' spittin', huntin' and fishin'
Stone cold country by the grace of God

I was gasin' up the other day
someone else's pocket then make a slip
Steal a car and go to las vegas oh, the gigolo pool
Hanging out by the state line, turning holy water into wine
someone else's pocket then make a slip
Steal a car and go to las vegas oh, the gigolo pool
Hanging out by the state line, turning holy water into wine
for real
The moments you spend
Wondering how it
Would end

In a time
In a place
In a state
Of honor and grace

In a breath
In a death
In
someone else's pocket then make a slip
Steal a car and go to las vegas oh, the gigolo pool
Hanging out by the state line, turning holy water into wine
Grabbed by the inner demon
Dis-rooted of mankind's grace
The societies crippled son,
It's an infected creep

Strange layers of our pride, forever lost
of life itself
But still this flesh refused to burn




What a humble vision!
To forever dwell by the grace of the sun



I gathered the moon and the stars
this gate within deadly rites

Taken by the void, recreate this primal state
Perish in the poisoned skin of decay
Emerge from these confines
want to believe 
And I want to have faith
I want to walk round
In a sweet state of grace
Forever

I want to be normal
I want to fit in
I want
there in state

Another day, another manufactured crisis keeping the people distracted
There's no one playing by the rules anymore, how will history