(State of Grace)

Holly, I saw you after the night light show

It was a static night

Apathy air settled down
A bench chair, no one’s found

You put your feet up on it
and you waited for it to split

But it stood firm
Wet body didn’t crumble
Held strong, quiet and humble

And you said,

”Could you make me stand?“

It was an epic cite

- dc official App