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