This song was played at the Pomona show on 21 April, and then again acoustic on 22 April in San Fran. This is the full version. I’ve jotted down what I make out to be the lyrics from the two shows… Beautiful song – can’t wait for the record!!! When I woke up to the sound of sirens The cars were cutting like knives in a fist fight And I found you with a bottle of wine Your head in the curtains And heart like the Fourth of July You swore and said You and I We are not shining stars This I know I never said we are Though I’ve never been through hell like that I’ve closed enough windows to know you can never look back If you’re lost and alone Or you’re sinking like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound Of your feet upon the ground Carry on Carry on, carry on. So I met up with some friends at the edge of the night At a bar off 75 And we talked and talked about how our parents will die All our neighbours and wives But I like to think I can cheat it all To make up for the times I’ve been cheated on And it’s nice to know When I was left for dead ??? I was found and now I don’t roam these streets ??? I am not the ghost you want of me If you’re lost and alone Or you’re sinking like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound Of your feet upon the ground Carry on Woooh My head is on fire But my legs are fine But after all they are mine ???? I was down on the floor Close the door Hold the phone Show me how No one’s ever going to stop us now Cause here we are We are shining …