We Will Carry Songtext
von Phantom Limb

There is nothing in the wind
But hope and direction
Nothing but remnants of life
That ride its convection
Blow hot to cold, north to south
Carry strands of her hair
And vapors from her mouth


There is nothing to the wave
But strength and dictation
Soaring and teeming with life
That rides the undulations
Blow salt to pure, source to mouth
Carry strands of his hair
His traces flowing out

Take it on, take it on, take it forward
We will carry forth, oh
Take it on, take it on, take it forward
We will carry forth, oh
Take it on, take it on, take it forward
We will carry forth, oh
Take it on, take it on, take it forward
We will carry forth