Just when we gave up Our bodies gave out Drowning in rivers of wine In cement shoes of doubt Queuing like soldiers The guillotine line There's nothing I own in this world There's nothing that's mine But you Make me smile I am high The waters cleave And I can breathe You make me laugh From a thought I do believe That I can conceive of a Life Way, way beyond today Way, way beyond today Way way beyond today Today The waters cleave And I believe.