: : grace : :

Enter my watered down grace
Echoing complex apathy
You retained my uneasy state
Showered distorted ecstasy
Neglected to wipe away
The touch of your lips
(Which you offered me)
I lay here in chains (aware and awake)
Till the day you decide to
Rescue me

I am your dream, you said
Did your dream die when I wanted you too?

Oh how my skin can lie
Torn scratched and stretched out in front of me
My heart you have rented refusing to buy
Full of mistreated mysteries
Decisions to gain control of my fate
Vulnerable body to multiple states
Rejoicing each glance that you send my way
When you entered my watered down grace

I am your dream, you said
Did your dream die when I wanted you too?

Do I have to say I'm something so I'm something to you
Doesn't seem to make a difference, either way
And if you do not agree that I am somebody
When will you go away? When will you go away?

I am your dream, you said
Did your dream die when I wanted you to?

I'm not the type that tries to tell you
How deep I think you should go

Lyrics by Kristen Sampsell
© 2001