Gloria Gracie

Every day, she's waking up and she meditates
To make the most of her morning
Don't be blasé, the blink of an eye and you're cold as clay
The mindful ones heed her warning

Time, should be the ghost you dread
Cheers, another round she says

She said, I...
Fade away daily
And I...
Still feel eighteen, Inside...
The candles go crazy
So here's to you
Gloria Gracie

Oh my lord,
Her days go by working the checkout floor
So aware time is fleeting
Oh what for?
Her youth is wasted in a grocery store
Pushing down a frightening feeling

Time should be thе ghost you dread
Cheers, another round she says

She said I...
Fadе away daily, And I...
Still feel eighteen, Inside...
The candles go crazy
So here's to you
Gloria Gracie

She lives in the moment,
The moment was clean aisle nine

She knows time is precious,
But time was restocking the limes

Don't think she's pathetic when she's just ascetic oh,
Mindful and present and not apathetic
So maybe daydream daily baby

Wooo!

So she says, I...
Fade away daily, And I...
Still feel eighteen, Inside...
The candles go crazy
So here's to you
Gloria Gracie

And I...
Fade away daily, And I...
Still feel eighteen, Inside...
The candles go crazy
So here's to you
Gloria Gracie!



Credits
Writer(s): Chance Samuel Emerson
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