The Last Remaining Light

Roll me on your frozen fields Break my bones to watch them heal Drown me in your thirsty veins Where I'll watch and I'll wait And pray for the rain Curl like smoke and breath again Down your throat inside your ribs Through your spine in every nerve Where I watch and I wait and yield to the hurt And if you don't believe The sun will rise Stand alone and greet the coming night In the last remaining light Seven moons and seven suns Heaven waits for those who run Down your winter and Underneath your waves Where you watch and you wait And pray for the day And if you don't believe the sun will rise Stand alone and greet the coming night In the last remaining light And if you don't believe the sun will rise Stand alone and greet the coming night In the last remaining light Light Light Light --- The Last Remaining Light - Audioslave