Fun. - Carry on

Well I w^Foke up to the sound of silence And cr^Bbies were cutting like knives in a f^Fist fight ^Bb And I fo^Fund you with a bottle of wine Your h^Bbead in the curtains And heart like the Fourth of J^Fuly ^Bb

&^Fquot;We are not, We are not shi^Bbning stars." This I k^Fnow, I never s^Bbaid we are

Though I've ne^Fver been through hell like that I've cl^Bbosed enough windows to know you can never look b^Fack ^Bb

I^Cf you're lo^Fst and alone Or you're sin^Bbking like a stone. Carry^F on. ^Bb M^Cay your p^Fast be the sound Of your f^Bbeet upon the ground. Carr^Fy on. ^Bb Carry^C on, carry^F on

So I m^Fet up with some friends at the edge of the n^Bbight At a bar off 7^F5. ^Bb And we ta^Flked and talked about how our parents will ^Bbdie, All our neig^Fhbours and wives. ^Bb

But I l^Fike to think I can ch^Bbeat it all To make ^Fup for the times I've been che^Bbated on. And it's n^Fice to know when I was l^Bbeft for dead I was fo^Fund and now I don't roam these streets, I am n^Bbot the ghost you a^Cre to me.

If you're lo^Fst and alone Or you're sin^Bbking like a stone. Carry ^Fon. ^Bb M^Cay your p^Fast be the sound Of your f^Bbeet upon the ground. Carry ^Fon. ^Bb

W^Fhoa! My h^Bbead is on fire but my l^Fegs are fine. After a^Bbll they are mine. L^Fay your clothes d^Bbown on the floor, Close the d^Foor, hold the phone, Show me h^Bbow no one?s ever gonna s^Ftop us now. ^{Bb F Bb}

'Cause h^Fere we are We are shi^Bbning stars We are inv^Fincible We are w^Bbho we are On our da^Frkest day When we?re m^Bbiles away Sun will c^Fome We will find our way h^Bbome

I^Cf you're l^Fost and alone Or you're si^Bbnking like a stone. Carry ^Fon. ^Bb M^Cay your p^Fast be the sound Of your f^Bbeet upon the ground. Carry ^Fon. ^Bb Carry ^Con. Carry ^Fon.