Down in the Glade
Where I walked yesterday
I saw script written Fate
Staring back at me saying
You cannot face
This alone oh no
There'll be angels awaiting
Your Prodigal Soul"
There is a Grace
I am sure, i am sane
This is how I left off
This is how
I began
Come out slowly
Crawling on your calloused hands and knees"
Then a Voice came
Soft and low
It was only a whisper
Lost in a crowded room
There is a Grace
I am sure, i am sane
This is how i left off
This is how
I began