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Lyrics of "Carry The Blessed Home"

Pale faced, the innocent
Will drown in blood
Hurt and withdrawn.
Don't dare to steal my grief
In this haze of green and gold
He's gone

Blind my eyes
And I still
Can see through the mist
To the very end
There I'll face
What I fear the most
Blind my eyes ...
But it all doesn't matter
Right now

I would bury my dead
And keep on
Til the end
I won't give up
I won't give up
I'll turn
To the "red fields of none"
There's a grave
There's a rose

Drift away
I can hear me say
Soon you all shall be free
Carry the blessed home
No one's left here but me
And I'll sing out your name

You call me insane, I know
I've opened my heart
And my soul to you son
So pale turns the innocent
And all I feel is pain.
Suddenly I understand
He's gone.

Blind my eyes
And I still
Can see through the mist
To the very end
There I'll face
What I fear the most
Blind my eyes
But it all doesn't matter
Right now

But it all doesn't matter
Right now

Carry the blessed home
No one's left here but me
And I'll sing out your name

Driven insane?
No
What I feared the most
I have faced, and that's truth.
The grey faced is not innocent
Though I cry in dismay
I will follow decay
I'll move on
Is there anyone here
Who knows
How it feels to be wrong?

Blind my eyes
And I still
Can see through the mist
To the very end
There I'll face
What I fear the most
Blind my eyes ...
But it all doesn't matter
Right now

But it all doesn't matter
Right now

Matter right now
Matter right now