Throwing Muses Saving Grace
So we drive and we've driven 10,000 miles In our hometown Sink back into the driveway Which is Zen The head in the stairs Or the body in the chair? A Saving Grace at odds with technology A Saving Grace 18 with a bottle of water Cold jeans and the face of Gibraltar How many trunks of your goods? How many goods do you give away? I'm spellbound when I can't move I stand in front of you I'm flipping back through the pages of your calandar and your books And your childhood and your looks I try to move in your direction against the grain of time I'm hoping to recollect my thoughts and motions I pray to science and history Like cancer doesn't grow I worship and forget you Bye Worship and forget you A Saving Grace And holding on to what we've made As it drags us by the legs across the living room Put the children to bed For a good night For tomorrow
