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dust in the wind


i close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
all my dreams, pass before my eyes, in curiosity
dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
all we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind

don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
it slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy

dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
dust in the wind, everything is dust in the wind

carry on wayward son

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

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 dreamin', i can hear them say

masquerading as a man with a reason
my charade is the event of the season
and if i claim to be a wise man, it surely means that i don't know
on a stormy sea of moving emotion
tossed about i'm like a ship on the ocean
i set a course for winds of fortune, but i hear the voices say

carry on, you will always remember
carry on, nothing equals the splendor
now your life's no longer empty
surely heaven waits for you