grace for saints and ramblers
Singer: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 flashflood street
there were budding blossoms blaring johnny rotten
chewed up and swallowed by the prophet they were trying to follow
picked to green and we payed no tax on our quick romantic cul-de-sacs
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 barcode clothes
there was rubbing on each other
there were jumped-up punks and the jesus freaks
weaving in and out of trouble
wrapping round and round a leash
there were sleepless dreamers
the message and the messenger
the gun beneath the register
the sweet gum tree by the tough drunk tank
we could never give enough to the bad blood bank
there were hopeless sinners
they danced with the farmer's daughter
capered with the corporate lawyers
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 light
there were backstab handshakes made on faith
we were never out of time and we'd never entertain
anybody say the habit of the wind was gonna change
there were mislead misfits
fountains full of penny wishes
potties full of pretty fishes
side by side with the birds and bees
with the saints and ramblers
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 eaten with the missionaries
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
but it all came down to you and i
but it all came down to you and i