this squeaky clean appearance
i've been working on
is often in the way
of the truth and life that i'm portraying

this narrow road i'm walking
is rising up to meet me
meet me right square in the face
i'm praying

Lord guide us to see
the key to our redemption
is knowing our humanity

there are no heroes
there are no great ones here
we're only fools
who know that we are fools

the ancient art of making
you believe that i am
half as good as i wish i was

Lord guide us to see
the key to our redemption
is knowing our humanity

there are no heroes
there are no great ones here
we're only fools
who know that we are fools

there are no saints here
there are no guiltless ones
we're only those
who know that we've been rescued

(yea) rescued (yea)

there are no heroes
there are no great ones here
we're only fools
who know that we are fools

there are no saints here
there are no guiltless ones
we're only those
who know that we've been rescued