David Knopfler Grace Of My Girls
Oh it's not the weight of my aching heart
Oh it's not the weight of the words
And it's not down to fate when it all falls apart
I'm missing the grace of my girl
And it's not the state of my breaking heart
For the smiles of my long-lost son
Like them tumbling dice lie fell under the ice
There's a fearsome void in his world
But it's not the weight of my sinking heart
How I miss all my loved ones back home
He took bad advice, fell under the ice
There's a fеarsome void in my world
And the nets and thе knots gnarl and twist
There's no escaping this
Still I believe in peerless bliss
Those pearls before the hogs
There's grace in resisting those dogs
And I'm missing the bliss of a true love's kiss
And the tongue of my fisherman's girl
Those jackboots stamp in those caging camps
Oh there's some faceless hate in this world
But it's not just the weight of my naked heart
No it's not just the weight of the words
And it's not down to fate if it all falls apart
For I'm missing the grace of my girls