Carry On by Fun

well I woke up to the sound of silence 

and cries 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 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

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

but I like to think i can cheat it all 

to make up for the times i've been cheated on 

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 are to me

my head is on fire but my legs are fine

after all they are mine

lay your clothes down on the floor

close the door, hold the phone

show me how no one’s ever 

gonna stop us tonight

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 

sun will 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