Grace Beneath The Pines
by The For Carnation
From the album: Promised Works
Track 1 of 9 on Promised Works (1997).
Duration: 7:43
Lyrics for Grace Beneath The Pines
When I got there Front room was full The little boys Staring down at formal shoes Expectations burning Their faces red As they waited for dinner At a party In your honor In protest At your beck and call July 4th And a faint-hearted kiss Two months as seals Each night a silver moon In the morning The sun came up And you were there With biscuits And sweet breath And knowing And desire still Don't go What's so great about there? It's all damn tunnels Newspapers and skin And meanwhile, you know I'll be here And you there With crack heads And assassins And burn victims And millionaires' sons