Tom Kimmel Grace Under Pressure
As I write, a fist of rain
Taps out time across the pane
Back-beat to an empty page
Black cloud over my head
Long blue night still ahead
On this tight-rope walk to maintain
Grace under pressure
Calm in a hurricane
Grace under pressure
By any other name
It's still the measure
Of now or never
Grace under pressure
Phantom lines, a quiet rage
Make no move to take the stage
The blood runs cool, throat is dry
Shadows settle into place
Time slows to a snail’s pace
I fade into silence and wait
Grace under pressure
Calm in a hurricane
Grace under pressure
By any other name
It's still the measure
Of now or never
Grace under pressure
Rest my case
But doubt remains
And I need proof
To shake this ball and chain
Grace under pressure
Calm in a hurricane
Grace under pressure
By any other name
It's still the measure
Of now or never
Grace under pressure
