Carry On

She looks up from her hands and wipes the tears from her
eyes

Her bags are packed for leaving; no need for goodbyes

As she moves through the door she looks back one last time

At the memories she walks from; leaving it all behind

As she walks on down the street the sun begins to shine

All those dark clouds that loomed low overhead, start to
rise

One chapter of life has ended, and another has begun

The possibilities are endless, when you’re the only one,

Who can lift up from the darkness

Pick yourself up with a smile

Don’t let this cold life drag you down

Pick up your bags and carry, carry, carry on.

He looks around the old house trying to make amends

His thoughts are driving him wild, with a whiskey bottle in
his hands

He drinks to calm his anguish, and to keep his demons at bay

What more could he have done? Why couldn’t he make her stay?

He sits down his drink and starts to pack an old suitcase

there are too many haunting memories that live in this place

In his drunken stupor he had forgotten to keep his faith

A ghost of a man now trying to believe he was a chance to
run away

And lift up from the darkness

Pick up yourself with a smile

Don’t let this cold life beat you down

Pick up your bags and carry, carry, carry on.