Supposin we're all wished right out of space
S'alright, we float on by
But as we fall we bathe
In ultra-violet rays
Suppose it's heaven that we're falling from
Or your grace, your grace
We're fallin from the presence of your grace
No reason why we pass we slip away
To grow a fresher taste of sun
And glide and glide
In the air is a breeze and the sooner you breathe,
Should this be heaven
Or, your grace
Your grace
Your grace
Your grace
We're fallin from the presence of your grace
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