We're a mess down here, let's be honest
We couldn't form us even if we tried
Clumsy fingers, dirty hearts
Searching for signs of life here in this dust
Make something beautiful out of us
Sometimes we think we've got the hang of this
'Til we see we don't
But through our inconsistency we're still trying
To live life open-handed with a smile
And our hearts intact
While all the pieces fall in and out of line
Make something beautiful out of us
So we're waiting to see
Something in us we've never seen before
Would it floor us?
Transform us?
Make something beautiful out of us
