home of all the saints
a pilot just for one day
we kiss our trace goodbye
ride on then fade away
we’re walking on now hand in hand
we’re laying down in a promised land
walking on now hand in hand
we’re laying down in a promised [bad word] down where we [bad word] closer where we are
all is grace tonight
at least a while at least a while
we rise and get bigger than the sun
shiny boy we know you are the blues
we’re walking on now hand in hand
we’re laying down in a promised land
hardly we breath and gently we touch
while floating in space while waltzing [bad word] down where we [bad word] closer where we are