[ 10,000 miles to grace- ]there is a girl in new york city
who calls herself the human trampoline
and sometimes when i'm falling, flying
or tumbling in turmoil i say
woah, so
this is what she means she means we're bouncing into graceland
and i see
losing love is like a window in your heart everybody sees you're blown apart everybody feels the wind blow
in graceland, in graceland
i'm going to graceland
for reasons i cannot explain
there's some part of me wants to see
graceland
and
i may be obliged to defend
every love, every endingor maybe there's no obligations now
maybe i've a reason to believe
we all will be received
in Graceland.
~paul simon