Oh my god, we are done
So come tell my daughter and come tell my son
See we never followed
No we never followed
Oh well I've been in through your garden
and I've been to your grave
Lordy May
When I come to my end someday
Will I find myself sitting at some golden gate
Or will it all just float away
Oh my end someday
I wonder if my heart would be hungry
I wonder if my body does decay
I always imagined I would walk this earth, no
Forever, forever
Oh well I've been in through your garden
And I've been to your grave
Lordy May
When I come to my dying days
Wont you promise me this, that I would go in grace
And I would be happy to just float away
Someday