Carry Me

Nick Cave and the bad seeds

I lay down by the river
 The shadows moved across me, inch by inch
 And all that I heard
 Was the war between the water and the bridge
 Turn to me, turn to me, turn to me
 Turn and drink of me
 Or look away, look away, look away
 And never more think of me

Carry me
 Carry me

I heard the many voices
 Speaking to me from the depths below
 This ancient wound
 This catacomb
 Beneath the whited snow
 Come to me, come to me, come to me
 Come and drink of me
 Or turn away, turn away, turn away
 And never more think of me

Carry me
 Carry me away

Who will lay down their hammer?
 Who will put up their sword?
 And pause to see
 The mystery
 Of the Word

Carry me
 Carry me
 Carry me
 Carry me away
 Carry me
 Carry me
 Carry me
 Carry me away