Bonnie 'Prince' Billy - State Of Grace lyrics

I'm not one to run from a challenge Willingly to lay down and die Cash in my chips Call it a day Give up the ghost You choose the cliché Not very often I've folded No matter how lousy my hand And though optimistic I'm not masochistic That's why I got us a plan For something strange is upon us I can feel it deep in my bones Time to cut our losses Time to cut and run So meet me on the Bronx side Of the Willis Avenue bridge As dusk turns dusty orange You will know me by the fear in my eyes While we got something left to lose We gotta get out of this place Blow this busted city And find a state of grace So meet me on the Bronx side Of the Willis Avenue bridge As dusk turns dusty orange You will know me by the fear in my eyes While we got something left to lose We gotta get out of this place Blow this busted city And find a state of grace