These years of mine run red like a bloodline   If I was the last son   Prostrate, I wait but silence is not for me   I'll shout 'til they come      Oh, stop leaving my heart on the ground   Oh, stop needing my eyes to follow you 'round   Oh, stop leaving me behind      'Cause someone's got to come   And take us all out of here   Before there's nothing left   Someone's got to come   And take us all out of here      These years of mine beat fast as a heart line   Getting faster with everyone   And you might think it's foolish   Sometimes I think it's foolish   So what? So what?      And it's not all we've got   It's not all we've got   It's not all we've got   But it feels like it sometimes      'Cause someone's got to come   And take us all out of here   Before there's nothing left   Someone's got to come   And take us all out of here