Carry On
Justin Rutledge
Once, the weather was mine
The lark and the plough
The arrow, the vine
The weak and the wild
When I was a child
I was a child
Against a backdrop of rain
I studied the course of your blood in my veins
And how red it ran
The child and the man
How red it ran
Carry on
Until everything breaks
Until everything breaks
Once, your island was mine
A dark hand allowed this island to shine
This island of mine
This island of mine
This island of mine
Carry on
Until everything breaks
Until everything breaks