Cloning - Finite Grace

Brand new song Finite Grace Stream it here - Lyrics Hardly awake at the table In the kitchen you split your hair Ask me to keep the steam here running When the waters all turned to air I think could see a storm front coming Will the rust keep longer in our wares? Don’t know why dreams became ‘bout money Honey your sighs how I know that you’re still there It takes forever just to find our place The breath we’re giving is a finite grace Phone lights tease at shortcomings Whether clothes, wine… here’s to their fanfare I’m tired, I’ve seen what they’re outrunning Cause no soundbites gonna lay out my soul bare Bare Bare Bare It takes forever just to find our place (Say something clever, got nothing better than) The breath we’re giving is a finite grace (We age like leather, cobbled together and) We won’t find heaven in the nights we waste (Say something clever, got nothing better than) The breath we’re giving is a finite grace (We age like leather, cobbled together) It takes forever just to find our place The breath we’re giving is a finite grace We won’t find heaven in the nights we waste The breath we’re giving is a finite grace Heaven in the nights we waste Heaven in the nights we waste Gave enough, nights we waste Heaven in the nights we waste Enough