| The waves on the shore, can’t be ignored | 
| Soon they’re all around you | 
| The cavalry’s failed, they’ve all gone | 
| But you’re holding on | 
| Somehow it’s not what you asked for | 
| Why do you cry in the morning | 
| When the line is just forming | 
| I know you think I’m just carrying on | 
| When I’ve been where you’re going | 
| And it’s not worth knowing | 
| Burning the days I’m just carrying on | 
| The search for the way, to harvest the pain | 
| 'Cause all of is contagious | 
| Knowing your head, no control of what you let go | 
| Sometimes, it’s not what you dreamed of | 
| Why do you cry in the morning | 
| When the line is just forming | 
| I know you think I’m just carrying on | 
| When I’ve been where you’re going | 
| And it’s not worth knowing | 
| Burning the days I’m just carrying on | 
| And after all that you’ve forgotten | 
| You still don’t understand | 
| You think the world broke it’s promise | 
| But it just slipped right through your hands | 
| Tell me why do you cry in the morning | 
| When the line is just forming | 
| I know you think I’m just carrying on | 
| But I’ve been where you’re going | 
| And it’s not worth knowing | 
| Burning the days I’m just carrying on | 
| Oh carrying on | 
| The waves on the shore | 
| Can’t be ignored | 
| Soon they’re all around you |