Fall From Grace - Tim Finn

Hallway lined with photographs

Telling us where we’ve been

I’m just a country boy

Can’t you see that I’m still green?

And the story has no moral

It’s an endless fall from grace

Leaving lines of joy and sorrow on your face?

So much I remember

A few things that I regret

Sometimes I wish I had eyes

In the back of my head

And the story has no moral

It’s an endless fall from grace

Leaving lines of joy and sorrow on your face?

And it seems so long ago

Only seems like yesterday

It was over long before

It had even begun

Sometimes we’re perfect strangers

Other times we’re a family

Holding a mirror up to

The best and worst in me

And the story has no moral

It’s an endless fall from grace

Leaving lines of joy and sorrow on your face?

Yeah, the story has no moral

It’s an endless fall from grace

Leaving lines of joy and sorrow on your face?