State Of Grace

State Of Grace Grace worked at the K-Mart For thirteen years she punched that clock Ten weeks without a day off She never gave it too much thought 'Til one morning in the mirror Two new lines opened her eyes And suddenly it hit her She still had wings to fly Attention blue-light shoppers Two for one on broken chains That's the state of grace It's the weak made strong It's finding what you're missing Was right there all along It's an open road To a better place It's a life worth living In a state of grace Grace cleaned out her bank account Bought a beat up camper truck Turned her pink slip in to personnel And tore her time card up As she drove away she wondered What New York City would be like Would the stars really keep you up On a clear desert night With a front seat full of road maps To help her lose her way That's the state of grace It's the weak made strong It's finding what you're missing Was right there all along It's an open road To a better place It's a life worth living In a state of grace Grace knew when she looked up There wouldn't be a sky If the dreams we've been given Weren't supposed to fly