Richard Buckner - Grace I'd Said I'd Known текст песни

Grace I'd said I'd known
But I guess nothing stayed inside
Swallowed by your traded road
Tossing in all of the fated tries
I've weakened in the rumble
But I just keep on blasting
Burned down to the flue

The holes we made were eyes
Never shown and almost found
You finally lanced the trouble down
But which of us goes under?
The drive? Or the dragline?