Come the dawn Of an uncertain day You will have to go But you'll laugh in the face Of death and disaster If you look for grace
After all these mistakes I can still show my face It's your grace, your grace It's your grace, your grace
Look at your hands And all the gifts that they hold Yet you still grab all that you can Nothing can really be taken away And nothing will need to be replaced If you look for grace
After all these mistakes I can still show my face It's your grace, your grace (It's your grace, your grace, it's your grace, your grace) It's your grace, your grace
(It's your grace, it's your gracе) And I don't need to be given permission By somе sort of apparition (It's your grace) I don't need to be given permission By some sort of apparition to be me To be in all my frailty To me be (It's your grace) To be me (It's your grace)
After all these mistakes I can still show my face (I can still show my face) It's your grace, your grace (It's your grace, your grace, it's your grace, your grace) It's your grace, your grace
Compositor: Andrew Roderick Butler (Andrew Butler) ECAD: Obra #39078593