Masquerading as a man with a reason My charade is the event of the season And if I claim to be a wise man, Well, it surely means that I dont know Ah... to be a rocker in the 70s... youtube/watch?v=nzfUlCrjb8g Carry on my wayward son Therell be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Dont you cry no more Ah Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man Though my mind could think I still was a mad man I hear the voices when Im dreaming, I can hear them say Carry on my wayward son, Therell be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Dont you cry no more Masquerading as a man with a reason My charade is the event of the season And if I claim to be a wise man, Well, it surely means that I dont know On a stormy sea of moving emotion Tossed about, Im like a ship on the ocean I set a course for winds of fortune, But I hear the voices say Carry on my wayward son Therell be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Dont you cry no more no! Carry on, You will always remember Carry on, Nothing equals the splendor Now your lifes no longer empty Surely heaven waits for you Carry on my wayward son Therell be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Dont you cry, Dont you cry no more, No more!
Posted on: Thu, 13 Nov 2014 21:40:42 +0000
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