The Woman Without Grace Lyrics

There is a story in my ear

Which seems to start this time of year

The dying grass and shades of gray

They help to keep my thoughts away

Where is the ease in easy

When a moment can't be spared

When all the worries in your head

Are wanting to be shared

The price of gasoline and our economy

Are sites and sounds of war

The stocks are falling lower

Than the leading limbo legend

On his home court

A simple competition

Turns into a mass coalitional game

The paparazzi aim to please the few of us

That have yet to be named

We made the streets our stage

In order to get paid

Though many passed us by

Without a simple hi

How parking was a joke

Almost as if it spoke

This city made us fear

For all the things held dear

It reached inside our nerves

To twist the things conserved

It mystified our minds

And held us all confined

The beating of our hearts

Was sure to never start

The woman without grace

Will start to sing

Riding bicycles everyday everyday

Riding bicycles whenever there's a way

We'll scratch your back if you won't worry

We'll play a song if you're not scared

It's these things that try to pull us off like buttons

And place us in the drawer above the stairs