clipping. - Story 5

Splendor & Misery (release date: September 9, 2016)

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[Lashkraken]

nothing has shaken me on an emotional level as much as the stories. fuck man.

[benmay]

The stories are some of my favorite songs I've ever heard, especially Story 5. They hit HARD emotionally to me, and there's such a strong sense of artistry and mastery behind each one.

[kanayamaryam]

Lyrics

On the day when Grace was born
There was a war across the sea
She'd grown lovely, bright, and tall
Fight and die for us all
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?

Come home Grace, come home
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?

On that fateful day at work
When her comrade lost an arm
Grace stayed with her til the end
And she vowed not again
Would her friend ever come back home?

On the nights when Grace would speak
As the drunkards cursed and roared
She'd tell tales of battles won
And how she'd just begun
Grace would help keep us safe at home

Come home Grace, come home
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?

Grace hid photographs and notes
From the foreman's watchful eyes
When she told what she had found
It would all come crashing down
Grace smiled as she rode back home

No one witnessed Grace's end
She was severed limbs and blood
Once her taxi hit the curb
She'd not speak another word
Oh Grace, what have they done?

Come home Grace, come home
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?
Come home Grace, come home
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?

[charmofknlypi]

I really wish I was a native speaker, so I could listen to this album and appreciate the genius lyricism without looking up the lyrics : (

[commercialchase]

This played in one of my dreams after a really stressful day, desperately needed.

[KingMinionDemon]

complete opposite of everything else in the album but still hit hard

[nippersonthemoon]

this threw me a huge curveball for clipping

[wrytte]

Is this song a memorial for Randy's sister from Story???

[vinhxok]

On the day when Grace was born
There was a war across the sea
She'd grown lovely, bright, and tall
Fight and die for us all
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?

Come home Grace, come home
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?

On that fateful day at work
When her comrade lost an arm
Grace stayed with her til the end
And she vowed not again
Would her friend ever come back home?

On the nights when Grace would speak
As the drunkards cursed and roared
She'd tell tales of battles won
And how she'd just begun
Grace would help keep us safe at home

Come home Grace, come home
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?

Grace hid photographs and notes
From the foreman's watchful eyes
When she told what she had found
It would all come crashing down
Grace smiled as she rode back home

No one witnessed Grace's end
She was severed limbs and blood
Once her taxi hit the curb
She'd not speak another word
Oh Grace, what have they done?

Come home Grace, come home
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?
Come home Grace, come home
Oh Grace, won't you come back home?

[denethorsmackinonmatoes]

On my mind lately, half a decade after this song came out: There is an intersect between labour organization and spirituality

[Skullkan]

What if Grace was Mike Winfield's wife who wasn't in the home the night of the fire, and the bomb was the result of the cover-up that killed her?

[andreworders]

"When she told what she had found, It would all come crashing down" I don't get this part
Did she discover something she shouldn't have so they sabotaged her taxi to kill her when she returned from the war?

[lightgreen]

does this have any connection with midcity's "story"?

[dysperdotted]

i had to stop listening 47 seconds in.