Carry On

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ladies and gents
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tune in to the sound of wyclef and emeli sande

does your heart fall in love with the sad songs
do the feet fell in love with the edge
is hope hanging on by a thread now
does it feel like the angels are dead
when the darkness is too dark to handle
and the bridge wont stop calling your name
before you blow out any candles
oh let the chorus play

carry on, carry on, carry on
carry on, carry on, carry on
wont be long, wont be long, wont be long
carry on, carry on, carry on

when the angel of death does go home
and all earthly possessions are gone
what was once no longer belongs
love is a crown made with thorns