A Moment's Grace (Commentary)

I wasn't born this way I've been living a lie they say So when it brought me to my knees Well, I had everything so tell me would you please How could I possibly have needed so much more? The thing I was craving then Was some kind of laboring So I might find a friend In all the aching in my muscles as they hurt Oh won't you put my hands to work To ease my mind And you realize in a moments grace You've been unraveling the fabric of your coat And you pick a line down the wall and trace Until the end And when you walk back sorry With a folding body Like you should No I am not Gonna die this way. Maybe it was the mold you see That was knocking the wall in me And I forgot just what it was That I had needed for all the time I'd been given Maybe I'd forgot what living was now for And you realize in a moments grace You might just already be on to something good And you pick a line down a cord and trace Because you can And when it comes back heavy You'll be more than ready Like you should Cause I am not Gonna die this way Through a crack in the road it sprung The seedling warm and young Stretching out for the sun It's August and I'm grinnin' For this time I might be winnin' As the moving lights that time of year lay still And as my body changes a pace I seem to know again That I am not gonna die this way And I'll hold my misses In a bed of kisses Like I should Cause I am not Gonna die this way