Grace and danger.
Grace and danger, grace and
danger,
Grace and danger, grace and
danger.
It's certainly pretty in an
ugly sort of way:
Checking strokes and hustling
folks every now and then.
My heart goes out to you;
I think of me.
I mutter desperately darling,
As they say goodbye.
Let me wish you as you fly
Grace and danger;
Grace and danger.
(guitar solo)
I never knew the road that
carried me along.
Crazy sidewalk, concealed
by pretty song.
You want my life from me;
I'll give you two.
You'll be no strife for me,
As we say goodbye.
Let me wish you as you fly
Grace and danger.
Sweet grace;
Little danger.
Sweet grace,
Little danger.
Grace and danger...
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