grind my bones

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

The fading light comes passing low
With the living done now down below
He stands me long in blackened ground
And the hands grown strong now make no sound

And I ainââ?¬â?¢t never seen no other lord
He grind my bones to save my soul
No I ain't never seen no other lord

Broken and itââ?¬â?¢s closing time
Iââ?¬â?¢ve thrown it all in just to stay alive
And the good son done left me dry
Iââ?¬â?¢ve worked to believe Iââ?¬â?¢ve worked to die
And the cold rain comes dancing on
Leave me standing broken and Iââ?¬â?¢m fading off

And I ainââ?¬â?¢t never seen no other lord
He grind my bones to save my soul
No I ain't never seen no other lord

Jesus let me tell you son
Iââ?¬â?¢m running to your heaven canââ?¬â?¢t you hear me coming
In the bright lightââ?¬â?¢s been fading off
Preacher tell me son I got to pay to talk
Sweet lord come carry me
Theyââ?¬â?¢ve failed to impress and I canââ?¬â?¢t believe

And I ainââ?¬â?¢t never seen no other lord
He grind my bones to save my soul