Over the waves
Along with the current 
Floating like driftwood onto the shore 
Oh I’ve truly had enough of that
Fire the guns plain carpet bombing
Cling to your children by arms
Oh I’ve truly had enough of that
Oh what a joy
oh what a joy it could be
To reach through the clouds straight for the heart and then open it up
open it up
Oh how beautiful how beautiful beautiful that would be
So beautiful beautiful oh beautiful that would be
If one would care
If some could
Stand up strong and pull the light back in where it's dark
Pleasing the Gods breathe in the Sarin
Dazed bodies soaked in the sun
Oh I’ve truly had enough of that
Oh what a joy
oh what a joy it could be
To reach through the clouds straight for the heart and then open it up
open it up
Oh how beautiful how beautiful beautiful that would be
So beautiful beautiful oh beautiful that would be
Oh how beautiful how beautiful beautiful that would be
Beautiful oh beautiful so beautiful that would be
Beautiful