State of Grace

I'm walkin' fast through the traffic lights,

busy streets and busy lives and (A)all we know is touch and go.

(E)We are alone with our changing minds.

We fall in love till it hurts or bleeds or (A)fades in time.

(A)And I (E)never

saw you coming.

(A)And I'll (E)never

be the same.

(E)You come around and the armor falls,

pierce the room like a cannonball.

Now (A)all we know is don't let go.

(E)We are alone, just you and me,

up in your room and our slates are clean,

just (A)twin fire signs,

four blue eyes.

(E)So you were never a saint,

and I've loved in shades of wrong.

We learn to live with the pain,

mosaic broken (A)hearts.

But this love is brave and wild.

And I This is a state of (E)grace.

This is the worthwhile (A)fight.

Love is a ruthless (F#m)game

unless you play it (A)good and right.

These are the hands of (E)fate.

You're my achilles (A)heel.

This is the golden age of something good and right and real.

And I (E)never

saw you coming.

(A)And I'll (E)never

be the same.

(A)I (E)never saw you coming.

(A)And I'll (E)never

be the same.

(A)I

(A)This is a state of (E)grace.

This is the worthwhile (A)fight.

Love is a ruthless (F#m)game

unless you play it (A)good and right.