Saving Grace - Throwing Muses

So we drive and we’ve driven 10,000 miles

In our hometown

Sink back into the driveway

Which is Zen The head in the stairs

Or the body in the chair?

A Saving Grace at odds with technology A Saving Grace

18 with a bottle of water Cold jeans and the face of Gibraltar

How many trunks of your goods?

How many goods do you give away?

I’m spellbound when I can’t move I stand in front of you

I’m flipping back through the pages of your calandar and your books

And your childhood and your looks

I try to move in your direction against the grain of time

I’m hoping to recollect my thoughts and motions

I pray to science and history Like cancer doesn’t grow

I worship and forget you Bye

Worship and forget you

A Saving Grace

And holding on to what we’ve made

As it drags us by the legs across the living room

Put the children to bed

For a good night For tomorrow