Monday, November 03, 2008

Kansas-"Carry on wayward son"

"...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 I'm dreaming. I hear them say, carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you are done, lay your weary head to rest, don't you cry no more. Masquerading as a men 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 don't know. On a stormy sea of moving emotion, tossed about I'm like a ship in the ocean, I set a course for winds of fortune [...] carry on, you will always remember, carry on nothing equals the splendor, the center lights around your vanity, but surely heaven waits for you..."

Del álbum "Leftoverture"


Blogger graja said...

bueno, me alegro de que este de vuelta el fiti por el blog!!!!
A ver si el día de mi cumple me dedicas una!!!!

María (guagüi)

8:41 PM  

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