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 Just what you get and so 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