Indigo Lyrics

STATE OF GRACE
c 2009 Rosemary Loar

Days spent wandering, wondering empty handed
Empty, empty, dying, drying on the vine
No sweet juices, fresh scents, no warm slices of yes
Open the gates, let the waters through

Dark days digging, deep in the thirty soil
Dark soul sliding into night giving up the fight
Hungry to connect the dots of the unknown
Open the gates let the waters through

        In the state of grace guesses are as good as gold
        In the state of grace good as any story being told
        You're not too plain, you're not too old
        No barracuda's teeth to hold you back
        In the state of grace

Years spent blinded, chained to a broken promise
Weary dreaming, hurricanes, and shallow breathing
Armies of angels are locked in their towers
Open the gates let the waters through

        In the state of grace guesses are as good as gold
        In the state of grace good as any story being told
        You're not too plain, you're not too old
        No barracuda's teeth to hold you back
        In the state of grace

    State of grace, not a trace of me and my sorry
        State your name, you're the same as the sun
    On a cold brittle landscape, moonscape, my escape
        My escape, my escape into the state of grace

        In the state of grace guesses are as good as gold
        In the state of grace good as any story being told
        You're not too plain, you're not too old
        No barracuda's teeth to hold you back
        In the state of grace