In
my dream I drove to Chicago.
It’s a beautiful city, but I’ve been there before.
I’m not really sure what I was hoping for
maybe to find you there
maybe to forget you there
maybe I just wanted to drive.
On the way I was singing
Better is one day in Your courts
Better is one day in Your house
Better is one day in Your courts
than the thousand mistakes I’ve made.
And I remembered what Grace felt like.
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