Carry on carry on

The sound of silence is sometimes unbearable.

Every step is a pause in the parade of madness

And you are struggling to find your tune

Amidst the chaos of your normal

And the path with which you were given.

Stomping along to the beat of unsure and hesitant drums

You carry on

Carry on to the streets of the forgotten and lost

The weary and the panicked.

Trumpets blare piercing the afternoon sky

With a single note

Signalling the arrival of the fight and so you

Carry on

Carry on.

Streamers and screams colliding across the air in front of you 

Faces void of understanding line the street around you

And the thud of your sisters steps behind you forces you to

Carry on

Carry on.

Marching over hills and the horizon

The band stops playing

The crowd disappears 

Confetti is swept away 

Erasing the moment and turning it into a memory

And yet you march on...

Your sisters march on...

Time marches on...

Carry on

Carry on.