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Grace (BBC Late Show, London, 1/17/95)

There's the moon asking to stay

Long enough for the clouds to fly me away

Well it's my time coming, I'm not afraid, afraid to dieMy fading voice sings of love,

But she cries to the clicking of time, oh, time.

Wait in the fire, wait in the fire

Wait in the fire, wait in the fireAnd she weeps on my arm

Walking to the bright lights in sorrow

Oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow

Oh my loveAnd the rain is falling and I believe my time has come

It reminds me of the pain I might leave, leave behind,

Wait in the fire, wait in the fire

Wait in the fire, wait in the fire

Songwriters

JEFF BUCKLEY, GARY LUCASPublished by

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