Grace - Hiss Golden Messenger Lyrics

Grace

Candle for the gone ones, 'nother for the lost ones
Couldn't find their way out and bent until they were broken

A candle for the babies crying in the darkness
What do we tell them but hold on a little longer

Candle for the poets who sing that rock of ages (sing that rock of ages)
Believe it or not, babe, there's no way to make it plainer

A candle for the teachers that speak in simple phrases (speak in simple phrases) Good morning, children, it's time to write the pages

Grace
Be on us
Grace
Be on us

Ain't you glad to be down-hearted
Who can say I'm a black dog humming
Show me how to feel it like the first time

Blow and blow, blow down the door
These old wings don't suit me no more
Show me how to feel it like the first time

Grace
Be on us
Grace
Be on us
Grace
Be on us, oh na na na
Grace
Be on us
Grace
Be on us, oh na na na
Grace
Be on us
Grace
Be on us