You were so light when we met Now you’re as grave as my deathbed And though you speak like a fiend You just sing like an angel I’m not longing to hold I’m not craving to touch you I’m just blissful to be In the same space that you’re in I don’t know why my grace is leaving I don’t know what your face is meaning Often enough I bore your aching Hoping to learn that you were faking I don’t know why my grace is leaving I don’t know what your face is meaning Often enough you bore my sorrow Hoping to catch a tear to borrow So I’ll be heading for your rocks And trying to melt down the hardness of your soul, of your soul I was so light when we met Now I’m as grave as your deathbed And I will never be In the same space that you’re in