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