Takes us in before your troubles bury you deep and leave you plain For the wind won't ask for nothing now but may take what was built to stay For all we've got is moments of grace we savor more than not For all we care is to drown out the sanctified stench of stale air Take her in before you stumble and let shame do you in For the sand won't come close to leaving you now but the choice could burn down your home For all we've got is moments of grace we savor more than not And all we care is to drown out the sanctified stench of stale air Take them in, take them under, hold them close Squeeze them selfishly now till they don't wake or make a sound All we've got is moments of grace we savor more than not All we care is to drown out the sanctified stench of stale air