Well

I woke up to the silence of cars

Were cutting like knives

In a fist fight

And I found you

With the bottle of wine

Your head in the curtains

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