From the recording Grace
Grace was inspired by a painful conversation I heard at a family funeral, where someone was grappling with guilt for stepping back while caring for a relative. They were drained and craving space, and then haunted by remorse for not being fully present during their loved one's final moments. It's heavy, no doubt. But it spoke to me about how sometimes we falter and need to learn to forgive ourselves and to give ourselves a little Grace.
Grace.
Lyrics
Grace
I’ve been thinking about forgiveness
Riding the line between
Something that looks like redemption
And the empty spaces in between
They say that a man is just ashes walking
From the day that he is born
But the peace I seek isn’t there for me
In the empty place I call home
Chorus:
Grace, please forgive me
For ever letting go of your hand
In the small hours of the morning
When I was all that you had
When I was all that you had
Trade my last two dollars
For a little peace of mind
But the peace that I seek isn’t there for me
In the empty space you left behind
Chorus
I can’t face the morning sober
Or the closet with your clothes
Where the only thing I fear
Is these endless years
In the empty spaces you left behind
Grace, please forgive me
For ever letting go of your hand
In the small hours of the morning
When you were all that I had
When you were all that I had