Fall In Place - Lyrics - Webb Wilder

Fall in Place 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