Grace

Lyrics by Zach Hamer

Tickets on the table and our bags are by the door
Once broken-hearted lovers don't live here anymore
Kitchen's empty, ain't nothin' to see
We covered all the windows and swallowed all the keys

Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gonna get paid, then we got to get away

I've been listening to the breeze
And miss you sitting next to me, next to me

I haven't been back for a long, long while
I wrote down my story with a half-drawn smile
It's been hard not to celebrate
Or be distracted by the open gate

Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gonna save face, then we got to get away

I've been wandering around too long
I need a destination where I can't go wrong, can't go wrong

I've been packin' for a long, long time
I boxed all my letters, and stamped all my rhymes
Walkin' around in your high-heeled shoes
While we drink mason jars of contraband booze

Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gonna say grace, then we got to get away

I will go anywhere you say
I promise some time soon we will get away