There’s a bend in that river
Where we’d cross to see our friends in Tennessee
Like reflections on glass pyramids
As the sun breaks through the clouds again

As the waters keep on rising
I look up for someone reaching down for me

And when we’d climb no higher
We held hands and watched the murky water
My kingdom for an attic axe
To break out from the top of this pyramid

As the waters keep on rising
I look up for someone reaching down

And in those breaths
We find ourselves
What’s worth saving
What would you sell

As the waters keep on rising
I look up for someone

As the waters keep on rising
I look up