Grant's Stand
by Time in Malta· from A Second Engine
Late summer early in the fall
August nine three
Changed forever the things I see
Your failing crutch was my saving grace
Early March seven one
Can't prepare you for things we'd go through
Changes that follow us from birth to death
Can't take you away from me
Like our first cigarette lifted and red hot
Burned so fast like the time we've lost
Lonely staring stars facing present scars
Can you hear me?
Feel the love I have for you?
Changes that follow us from birth to death
Can't take you away from me
Sorrow in your passing
Take it 'til I fall down
Wear it on my sleeve
Rise and take the pain