Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
When I woke up to the sound of silence and cars
Are cutting like knives in a fist fight
And I found you with a bottle of wine
Your head in the curtains
And high like the Fourth 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
Carry on, carry on
So I met up with some friends at the corner of Vine
In the Hollywood sunshine
And we talked and talked about how our parents will die,
All our neighbours and wives
But I'd like to think
I can cheat it all
To make up for the times I've been cheated on
But 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
'Cause here we are
We are shining stars
We are invincible
We are who we are
On our darkest day
When we're miles away
So we'll come
We will find our way home
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
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