If I fall from grace
I will hide my face
From everyone who said the devil’s in my head
Did they really care
Or just play a part
Which was never their’s
From the very start?

If I lose my faith
I’ll seek a softer way
Their tradition’s strong
I cannot tarry long
The standard’s far too high
My head hangs so low
With every aching breath
The confusions grows

Still I carry on
Carry on
Through all of this
I Carry on
Carry on

In the darkest days
When I fall apart
The confusion frays
The fibers of my heart

Still I’m holding on
Holding on
Through all of this
I am holding on
Holding on

And it’s not by might nor sight
But something deep inside
Everytime I want to hide
Grace redirects my mind

So I carry on
Carry on
Through all of this
I carry on
Carry on