Fall From Grace words & music-Lenny Solomon

E _f Capo 3 © L. Solomon 2010

When I was a child, the air was fresh to breathe

I could do no wrong; needed nothing up my sleeve

Still I wondered, why darkness filled my space

And what it meant when others fell from grace

I was floating on a dream, on the blind side of a road

When I fell in between, so very far from home

And I wondered, why I lost time and face

When I was told that I fell from grace

Standing on a hill, looking far away

I can no longer see, nothing more to say

And I wonder, why I can’t erase

The memory of when I fell from grace

It’s a lonely season, when we try to understand

And nothing falls to reason and nothing goes as planned

All’s been left behind, nothing much ahead

But maybe I should turn; maybe something’s round the bend

So I still wonder, should I start the chase

And incur the wrath

On the rutted path

In the aftermath

Of when I fell from grace

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