Well, I (F)woke up to the sounds of si lence, the (Bb)cars were cut ting like knives in a (F)fist fight.

And I (F)found you with a bot tle of wine, with your (Bb)head in the cur tains and heart like the fourth of Ju (F)ly.

You swore and said, (F)“We are not, we are not (Gm)shin ing stars.” This I (Fmaj7)know,

I nev er (Bb)said we are.

Though I’ve (F)nev er been through hell like that, I’ve (Bb)closed e nough win dows to know you can nev er look (F)back.

If you’re (F)lost and a lone, or you’re (Bb)sink ing like a (C)stone car ry (F)on.

May your (F)past be the sound of your (Bb)feet u pon the (C)ground, car ry (F)on.

Car ry on, car ry (F)on.

So I (F)met up with some friends at the edge of the (Bb)night at a bar off sev en ty (F)five.

And we (F)talked and talked a bout how our par ents will (Bb)die,

all our neigh bors and wives.

But I (F)like to think

I can (Gm)cheat it all

to make (Fmaj7)up for the times I’ve been (Gm)cheat ed on.

And it’s (F)nice to know when I was (Gm)left for dead

I was (F)found and now I don’t roam these streets, I am (Bb)not the ghost you (C)are to me.

If you’re (F)lost and a lone or you’re (Bb)sink ing like a (C)stone car ry (F)on.

May your (F)past be the sound of your (Bb)feet u pon the (C)ground and car ry (F)on.

Oh,

and my (Bb)head is on (F)fire but my (C)legs are fine, af ter (Bb)all they are (F)mine.

Lay your clothes (Bb)down on the (F)floor.

Close the (C)door, hold the phone, show me (Bb)how, no one’s (C)ev er gon na stop us now.

’Cause (F)we are, we are (Gm)shin ing stars.

We are in (Fmaj7)vin ci ble, we are (Gm)who we are.

On our (F)dark est day

when we’re (Gm7)miles a way,

sun will (Fmaj7)come, we will (F)find our way (Bb)home.

If you’re

(C)Oh, oh, (F)On,

oh, oh.

(F)On,

oh, oh.