"Saving Grace"

(written by Kristin Hersh)

So we drive and we've driven 10,000 miles

In our home town

Sink back into the driveway

Which is zen:

The head in the stars or the body in the chair?

A saving grace

At odds with technology

A saving grace

Eighteen 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 the pages of your calendar

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 my 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