Jeremy Casella Grace
In the innocence fires and silent voices
Parading in your head
Yeah, some you'll fight and some you're kissing up
So you can be a better man
Grace, she calls you by your name
She whispers of a place where living waters flow
Your fears have sown such desperation
I can see it in your thirsty eyes
In the valley of your own decision
Let go fall and try
Grace, you've got to listen for the sound
Calling out your name, spring up through the underground
Grace, where living waters flow
