Looking down through a tide of no return Is a field where the crops no longer grow Parched is the land, strangled and bedamned There, for the grace of God, go I Down beside where the riverbed sleeps Is a man not knowing what he should feel Mocked by the wave that beats the water's edge There, for the grace of God There, for the grace of God There, for the grace of God, go I If I ever harked another like thee again I would drown myself beneath your name Lost was the child we all once did hide There, for the grace of God There, for the grace of God There, for the grace of God, go I