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