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Masquerading as a man with a reasonMy charade is the event of the seasonAnd if I claim to be a wise man, wellIt surely means that I don’t knowOn a stormy sea of moving emotionTossed about I’m like a ship on the oceanI set a course for winds of fortuneBut I hear the voices say Carry on my wayward sonThere’ll be peace when you are doneLay your weary head to restDon’t 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 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 my wayward son
There’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry no more

(Source: addictedtouselessness)

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