Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - Returning

A part of you is ending A part of you holds on What leaves your life suspended Cradled by the sun You found what's right before your eyes Speaking like a fool You hide yourself inside your words Leaving someone else But you must leave and not turn back Knowing what you hold How much time have we got left It's killing us, but carries us on Carries us all... A part of you is able A part of you is gone With leads you from the table Returning t the cold You found yourself inside a tomb Screaming to the sun You feel your heart can only give Pieces of a ghost But you must leave and not turn back Knowing what you hold How much time have we got left It's killing us, but carries us on Carries us all... I will follow you till we all return Till we know our souls survived I will follow you till we all return Till we know our souls survived I will follow you till we all return Till we know our souls survived I will follow you till we all return Till we know you'll carry us on Carry us on, carry us all Carry us on, carry us all Carry us on, carry us all