Iron Wine Graces For Saints And Ramblers Lyrics
Graces For Saints And Ramblers by Iron & Wine
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
There were banged up heads stealing first base
underneath the table so we never said grace
falling out of bed for the workday week
there was kissing in the cracks of the flash flood street
there were budding blossoms blaring Johnny Rotten
chewed up and swallowed by the prophet they were trying to follow
Bit too green and we paid no tax on our quick romantic cul de sac
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
there were crashed out cars in our bar code clothes
they were grubbing on each other rubbing ghost on ghost
there were junked-up punks and the Jesus freaks
weaving in and out of trouble wrapping round and round a leash
there were sleepless dreamers, Tuesday preachers
the message and the messenger, gun beneath the register
the sweet gum tree by the tough drunk tank
we could never give enough to the bad-luck bank
there were hopeless sinners, sweepstake winners
they danced with the farmer's daughter, capered with the corporate lawyers
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
There was laughing in the night, sugar in the shade
there were backstab handshakes made on faith
we were never out of time and we never entertained
anybody say the habit of the wind was going to change
there were misled misfits, teething biscuits
fountains full of penny wishes, parties full of pretty dishes
side by side with the birds and bees
and we never said grace, never ever took a knee
with the saints and ramblers, movie star handlers
high above the aviary, underneath the cemetery
and we never wondered why, 'cause the sun was in our eyes
there was seed for the field, there was grease for the wheel
we were drinking with the luminaries, eating with the missionaries
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
There were banged up heads stealing first base
underneath the table so we never said grace
falling out of bed for the workday week
there was kissing in the cracks of the flash flood street
there were budding blossoms blaring Johnny Rotten
chewed up and swallowed by the prophet they were trying to follow
Bit too green and we paid no tax on our quick romantic cul de sac
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
there were crashed out cars in our bar code clothes
they were grubbing on each other rubbing ghost on ghost
there were junked-up punks and the Jesus freaks
weaving in and out of trouble wrapping round and round a leash
there were sleepless dreamers, Tuesday preachers
the message and the messenger, gun beneath the register
the sweet gum tree by the tough drunk tank
we could never give enough to the bad-luck bank
there were hopeless sinners, sweepstake winners
they danced with the farmer's daughter, capered with the corporate lawyers
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
There was laughing in the night, sugar in the shade
there were backstab handshakes made on faith
we were never out of time and we never entertained
anybody say the habit of the wind was going to change
there were misled misfits, teething biscuits
fountains full of penny wishes, parties full of pretty dishes
side by side with the birds and bees
and we never said grace, never ever took a knee
with the saints and ramblers, movie star handlers
high above the aviary, underneath the cemetery
and we never wondered why, 'cause the sun was in our eyes
there was seed for the field, there was grease for the wheel
we were drinking with the luminaries, eating with the missionaries
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I
But it all came down to you and I