remember that time we all watched a guy walk a tightrope over the grand canyon on live tv

my tears and

her tears and

his tears and

their tears

cut their way through my heart

and now there's a groove deep enough

to call the grand canyon

and god cried so much for years

about my tears and

her tears and

his tears and 

their tears

that he created a groove deep enough

to call the grand canyon

and it's grand.

oh, it's grand.

grand enough that people walk tightropes over it

and a "grand" nation

glues its eyes to a screen

hoping those people don't fall and 

hoping those people fall

and god cries some more

because he didn't want anyone to hope that they fall

and those people will make it across in one piece

and a "grand" nation 

will sigh

in relief

in disappointment

and god 

will sigh

in relief

in disappointment

and i will walk across the grand canyon

cut into my heart

and no one

in this "grand" nation

will be glued to a screen

because they'll be busy walking across a tightrope

over their own grand canyon

cut into them by a "grand" nation

and every time they make it across

they'll sigh

in relief

in disappointment

and god's tears will cut deeper into the grand canyon

because he was the one that created this "grand" nation

that half hopes it falls into its own grand canyon

because he was the one that created this "grand" nation

glued to a screen

half hoping that people will fall into god's grand canyon

and it's "grand".

oh, it's "grand".

--erin