Masterpiece - David Dunn

Strokes on a canvas

Clay on the floor

In the hands of an Artist

They become something more

'Cause, my life is a series of misses

Of constantly kissin' perfection goodbye

My life is a work that’s unfinished

A heart that keeps quitting

A cup that runs dry

You, make, a symphony

From broken melodies

You do it beautifully

You, take, the mess of me

Make it a masterpiece

You make a masterpiece (masterpiece)

When the work’s in progress

It doesn’t look like much, no

I’m in the hands of an Artist

I either fight or trust, yeah

'Cause, my life is a series of misses

Of constantly kissin' perfection goodbye

My life is a work that’s unfinished

A heart that keeps quitting

A cup that runs dry

You, make, a symphony

From broken melodies

You do it beautifully

You, take, the mess of me

Make it a masterpiece

You make a masterpiece (masterpiece)

Yea, yeah, uh

People change when the pain of staying the same is greater

If I’m created, who am I to question The Creator?

I try to figure the reasons for His decisions but end up being frustrated

Because infinite intuition is not a part of my psyche

I’m well aware I just might be

A product of His divinely dream of being so finely tuned

To hear the beauty of what He’s doing through me

Composing the inner new me

A masterpiece I am truly

A masterpiece I am truly, yeah

You, make, a symphony

From broken melodies

You do it beautifully

You, take, the mess of me

Make it a masterpiece

You make a masterpiece (masterpiece)