Heroes

Justin McRoberts

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

There are no saints here

There are no guiltless ones

We're only those who know that we've been rescued



The ancient art of making

You believe that I am

Half as good as I wish I was