State Of Grace

You know it makes no difference

Whether we talk or not

And it`s much harder going in there sometimes

And jumping down from the top.

But if you talk to me,

I will listen to you

With my eyes, my ears, my heart

Till we both reach a state of grace

I will pull you out of the model secrets

Till we both trust the coast is clear

Information goes to yourself

This information breeding danger

Breeding danger

You know it makes no difference

If you remember times that i forgot

Sometimes we meet nostalgia

But there`s a need for not

Taking consciousness for granted

I need to hear your good self

So don`t expect me to give into it

I don`t want to go back down

My senses worth not one

Till we both reach a state of grace

I will pull you out of the model secrets

Till we both trust the coast is clear

Information gets to yourself

This information breeding danger

Breeding danger