Carry On
Justin Rutledge
Once, the weather was mine The lark and the plough The arrow, the vine The weak and the wild When I was a child I was a child Against a backdrop of rain I studied the course of your blood in my veins And how red it ran The child and the man How red it ran Carry on Until everything breaks Until everything breaks Once, your island was mine A dark hand allowed this island to shine This island of mine This island of mine This island of mine Carry on Until everything breaks Until everything breaks