Carry On

Well I woke up to the sound of silence

The cars were cutting like knives in a fist fight

And I found you with a bottle of wine

Your head in the curtains

And heart like the 4th of July

You swore and said

We are not

We are not shining stars

This I know

I never said we are

Though I've never been through hell like that

I've closed enough windows

To know you can never look back

If you're lost and alone

Or you're sinking like a stone

Carry on

May your past be the sound

Of your feet upon the ground

Carry on

Carry on, carry on

So I met up with some friends

At the edge of the night

At a bar off 75

And we talked and talked

About how our parents will die

All our neighbours and wives

And it's nice to know

When I was left for dead

I was found and now I don't roam these streets

I am not the ghost you want of me

If you're lost and alone

Or you're sinking like a stone

Carry on

May your past be the sound

Of your feet upon the ground

Carry on

Carry on, carry on