Glen Hansard "Grace Beneath The Pines" testo

Grace Beneath The Pines

There’ll be no more running round for me,No more backing down, you’ll seeWhatever lies in store for me,I’ll get through it

There’ll be no more going half the way,You'd better listen to these words I sayWhatever ties they bound to me,I’ll cut through them

Now I found someGrace beneath the judge's gavel,Grace among my brothers on the firing line,Grace upon this road less travelled,Grace beneath the pines, the pines,Grace beneath the pines

There’ll be no more running round for me,No more going down, you’ll seeThe line is drawn; my enemyBetter stay behind it

There’ll be no more lifting half the weight,My will is strong, my back is straightWhatever lies they told to me,I’ll see through them

Now I found someGrace beneath the judge's gavel,Grace among my brothers on the firing line,Grace upon this road less travelled,Grace beneath the pines, the pines,Grace beneath the pines

There’ll be no more running round for me,No more going down, you’ll seeI’ll get through this

Now I found someGrace beneath the judge's gavel,Grace among my brothers on the firing line,Grace upon this road less travelled,Grace beneath the pines, the pines,Grace beneath the pines

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