Grace In The Woods To The Beat
Your eyes speak the feeling that's inside of me,
To hear your voice say it is not something I need.
Sometimes it might help, to guide my hands and feet
Invisible currents that move us to the beat
Yeah, to the beat
Yeah, to the beat
If ever I might fade, into oblivion
Forever and a day, into the cooling shade
I lay me down
And while you are sleeping I lie awake
And the air lights the dust on another mistake
But I'm a restless lion, marching towards my fate
And you're a restless lion, marching towards your fate
And I will not stop trying, will not stop trying
I will not stop trying, will not stop trying
Just stop trying, move...
To the beat, yeah
To the beat, yeah