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Wednesday, August 14, 2013

carry on, girls and boys

Been thinking of you all. Here's our theme song for tonight. Carry on.



 
(Also check out the non-acoustic version, which I like better, but like the video itself less.)

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

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.

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.

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.

Whoa!
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.

3 comments:

  1. I recently heard this song at work and teared up. It's so great.

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  2. Well, I've just spent the good majority of the last hour pouring through your posts. Thank you for your openness and honesty. You are helping the healing. You are a voice for US. I know I don't know you, but I know your struggle. Thank you.

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  3. Those lines just brought tears to my eyes. Being a partner to a recovering addict who's under the GreatnessAhead program, I deeply felt the music through my hubby's perspective and that of my own. Thanks for your inspiring posts.

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