Lisa Rose

Lyrics

Grace©
Grace floats like clouds, falls like rain.
Some think it rather insane, bird brained, gracious winging whirling plain to plain.
Oh but who’ll steal the dance we have danced?
Glide like a cloud, take a chance: romance, skimming “heaven’s flowers” in a trance.
Better birds than lonely worms or sprawling ferns here tied to land.
Grace may come late, will be fickle faced; best to embrace while we can.
Laughs soar like windblown balloons;
tears drop like rays from the moon, so we croon while tragedy sits in a nearby room.
Life dazzles, fear scuttles lives;
skies lift us up to nosedive, still we strive, waltzing on the clouds we can contrive.
Scudding wave-tunes, rutting festoons, rosing brume will strike up the band;
dance the cloudlight, drift the whole night; flight’s in our lips and in our hands.
Grace floats like clouds, falls like rain.