We didn't need a story, we didn't need a real world
We just had to keep walking
And we became the stories, we became the places
We were the lights, the deserts, the faraway worlds
We were you before you even existed
Carry on, carry on
Carry on and after us the flood
Carry on, carry on
Carry on, our silver horn it leads the way
In the cold, in the cold
Footprints of snow, blind from the road
Hail
We carry on, carry on
Follow us, we are all one
Battles fought, deed is done
But silver hum runs dark and strong
Hand to the heart, lips to the horn
We can stand we can say we can be reborn.
Hand on my breast, I'll keep you warm
Hail