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Contributed by Mark Karan, Scott Fraser, and Eric Rutman
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PREFORMAT
The other night my soul hit the pavement
And I looked up, and I didn't have eyes
Oh to see the beauty, joy and the tenderness
The reasons why a man's alive
Sometimes a darkness falls upon the spirit
And it gets dark like there ain't never been light
May be angels singing, but you don't want to hear it
That inner flame ain't burning so bright
And you'll find no saints here
When the going gets this rough
But you may find grace
If you're lucky enough
Every love has a whole in the middle
Where the wickedness always survives
Eats at your soul, maybe just a little
(hold)
Then it gets as big as the night
Doesn't matter how much you show her
Sure don't matter what she's trying to show you
When you can't feel it, that love seems to scatter
And precious little gonna see you through
And we're going on faith here
And all of that kind of stuff
And even grace
If we're lucky enough
There's a line you can hold
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Through the separateness and sin
Open up your soul
And let the sky fall in
The deepest journeys pass through the wilderness
The desert where the burning question resides
To taste the magic you must first suck the emptiness
(hold)
From a cup that is always dry
Inside the silence, and total aridity
Where the horizon is a perfect line
Lies a drought that precedes the humidity
Of simple grace, that pours like wine
And you'll find no saints here
None of that kind of stuff
But you may find grace
If you're lucky enough
out jam:
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Well you may find grace