I walk the Boulevard of slowing day

Where broken hearts learn gentle ways

The air smells warm of leaves and rain

A quiet cure for lingering pain

No rush remains no need to flee

This road was made to carry me

On this Boulevard I breathe again

Let go of ghosts release the pain

The earth speaks soft the wounds grow mild

I find my peace unarmed unstyled

On this Boulevard I Learned at last

Some hearts heal slow

And that is Grace

I steer my soul with steady hands

No storm ahead no strict commands

Each step a prayer each breath a sign

That broken time still heals with time

On this Boulevard I breathe again

Let go of ghosts release the pain

The earth speaks soft the wounds grow mild

I find my peace unarmed unstyled

On this Boulevard I Learned at last

Some hearts heal slow

And that is Grace

If love returns it knows the way

Down quiet roads where hearts still stay