To live a fine life

Be good in word and deed

Stand on the tips of toes

Hang by a single thread

To God's right sleeve



But I float away

I float away

I float away



I'm growing weary

I'm not as strong as I thought I'd be

And if I was foolish

I guess I knew it

Well, I knew it



And I float away

I float away

I float away



I float away

Float away

Float away



There goes a guilty man

His life upon that witness stand

But sweet redemption is the sentence he can understand

So he swears that he'll be a worthy man with all he can but

Is it me, Lord, ..........................[still need to finish]