Let the Wind Carry Me Home Songtext
von The Builders and the Butchers

Oh, the water's getting higher than the angel's fire
Oh, the water
You can't rise on the water
Because the water's coming, I know that we're all gonna die
Oh, the water is a-rising over Jesus Christ
Oh, the water
He can't walk on the water
He just sinks in the water, that nobody's turning to wine
So take me on down
My bothers, carry me down
My mother, take me on down
To the bottom
Let the wind carry me home
Let the wind carry me home


Oh, the water is a-rising over redwood pines
Oh, the water
All the green of the water
And the salt in the water
Is turning my ashes to brine
So take me on down
My father, the wind, and the flood
And the water, take me on down
To the bottom
Let the wind carry me home
Take me on down
In the morning rain and the flood
With no warning, carry me down
To the bottom
Let the wine carry me home
Let the wind carry me home

And I know that we can raft and swim
When the ocean takes us in
A-bleed on through, like healing waters do
And all the rest of them sinking in