Saving Grace

Not since Joan of Arcadia has a show come along that touches me in quite the way Saving Grace does. The fact that TNT has avoided the trappings of ‘family TV’ has given this show an edge that is absolutely razor sharp.

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This bad-assed, and seemingly amoral, little lady cop appeals to me on a level that’s hard to verbalize, but maybe it’s because she doesn’t need me to save her. And even though I’ve spent next to no time in the parts of the country were the show takes place, somehow both Earl (the angel) and that environment manages to touch the old West Virgina hillbilly deep inside me.

And what about that theme song? I don’t think they could have made a better choice:

Everlast – Saving Grace

One time around the block. Two times around the clock.
Three times, don’t cross the little lady. (lady)

So pretty and, oh, so bold. Got a heart full of gold on a lonely road
She said, “I don’t even think that God can save me.” (save me)

(Am I) gainin’ ground? (Am I) losin’ face? (Have I) lost and found my saving grace?
Thankful for the gift my angels gave me.

Born alone, we die alone. ‘n’ I’m just sittin’ here by the phone.
Waitin’ for the Lord to send my callin’.

Street wise from the boulevard. Jesus only knows that she tries too hard.
She’s only tryin’ to keep the sky from fallin’

(“How’d you know my name” “God sent me” “God sent you” “Yes”)

Any man who says it’s Heaven and Hell. Prob’ly got somethin’ useless to sell.
You ask me if I’m saved, but what’s it to ya?

Blow a quarter, cop another eight. You’re runnin’ out of high, you’re losin’ your faith.
Throw your hands up and scream, “Hallelujah.”

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah. Amen.

(“You’re headed for hell, Grace But God’s givin’ you one last chance. He sent me to help ya. Ha, ha, ha, ha”)

One time around the sun. Another year older and my work ain’t done.
It’s time for me to write the final chapter. (chapter)

Deal the cards and roll the dice. Sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll are my only vice.
Tryin’ to figure out just what’s here after. (here after)

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah. Amen.

I want ice water.

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