In this state of grace
I'm sick and tired of falling
I want to do the right thin
But it always ends up such a mess
It's just another mix-up your expectations met
You stake your claim to failure
Then that's just what you'll be
What do you want to make of?
What do you have to work with?
A second guess is worthless
You get just one chance to go around don't you?
In this state of grace
In this state of trust
In what's in store for me