Grace
She takes the blame
She covers the shame
Removes the stain
It could be her name
It's a name for a girl
It's also a thought that
Changed the world
And when she walks on the street
You can hear the strings
Grace finds goodness
In everything
She's got the walk
Not on a ramp or on chalk
She's got the time to talk
She travels outside
Of karma, karma
Of karma
When she goes to work
Grace finds beauty
She carries a world on her hips
No champagne flute for her lips
No twirls or skips
Between her fingertips
She carries a pearl
In perfect condition
What once was hurt
What once was friction
What left a mark
No longer stings
Because grace makes beauty
Out of ugly things
In everything Redacted by Jerry