Fall In Place - Webb Wilder

Way down deep, in a land forgotten

Just like clockwork, the sun beats down

But you can’t hide from the eye of Heaven

'Cause there’s no mercy on this ground

Sweet Magnolias have their day

Holy ground in soft embrace

Like the portraits in her parlor

She still wears her best Sunday face

She is oak and grace

Behind the iron lace

Tarnished silver in a case

A Morning Glory in the shade

She sits in the twilight

And waits for change to fall in place

She’s heard all those bedtime stories

How old King Cotton lost his crown

But daddy owned all the dragons

Before his castle tumbled down

She is oak and grace

Behind the iron lace

Tarnished silver in a case

A Morning Glory in the shade

She sits in the twilight

And waits for change to fall in place

(Instrumental)

Trusting daughter of blind tradition

Never seen a shell game in her life

But now there’s kudzu in the arbor

And those dragons are loose in the night

But she is oak and grace

Behind the iron lace

Tarnished silver in a case

A Morning Glory in the shade

She is oak and grace

Behind the iron lace

Tarnished silver in a case

A Morning Glory in the shade

In the shade