Saving Grace

I'm passing sleeping cities

Fading by degrees

Not believing all I see to be so



I'm flying over backyards

Country homes and ranches

Watching life between the branches below



And it's hard to say

Who you are these days

But you run on anyway

Don't ya baby



You keep runnin for another place

To find that saving grace



I'm moving all alone

Over ground that no one owns

Past statutes that atone for my sins



There's a guard on every door

And a drink on every floor

Overflowing with a thousand amens



And it's hard to say

Who you are these days

But you run on anyway

Don't ya baby



You keep runnin for another place

To find that saving grace

Don't you baby



You're rolling up the carpet

Of your fathers two room mansion

No head room for expansion no more



There's a corner of the floor

They're telling you is yours

You're confident but not really sure



And it's hard to say

Who you are these days

But you run on anyway

Don't ya baby



You keep runnin for another place

To find that saving grace

Don't you baby