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