When I'm just breathing
And my old back is easin'
And the moon's layin low in the sky
I gather my thoughts
My worries and my wants
And I tune in to the sweet by & by
This is it
This is it
Glory Hallelujah
This is it
My darlin
This is it
Water my orchard
Let go of the torture
Of trying to hold on to a plan
When you prune branches they bleed
It's the same for me
Sometimes you gotta trust your master's hand
This is it
This is it
Glory Hallelujah
This is it
My darlin
This is it
It's the touch of her hand
It's the smell of the land
It's that deep breath that you get in the trees
May the last breath that leaves my lips
Be a moment of bliss
As I melt back into all of this