Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond the 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 dreamin, I can hear them say, Carry on my wayward son, For therell be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Dont you cry no more
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 13:43:51 +0000
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