Carry On - Willy Mason

Beside my bed there is a lamp

And in that lamp there is a lonely moth

He’s got one night, he’s got one life

And one thing on his mind, and that’s the fire

He doesn’t care from where it comes

He only knows he’s got to run

Toward the brightest promise in his eye

Now he’s circling to the ground

His wings have burned, he’s falling down

I just watch, and wonder how we carry on

It was a world I never made

I just fell into this old parade

They told me it’s my time to shine

And they got ways to light me up at night

They didn’t care from where I came

It seemed they lost their pride and shame

Looking for a fire of their own

One last ember hits the ground

The wood’s all burned, it’s ashes now

If you look up to the moon, you’ll help me carry on

Old man in a bar tonight

He sits down on a stool to watch the fight

He says «One last drink to light me up

And then I do believe I’ve had enough»

Chasing dreams that end in pain

I’ve chased the sun, I’ve chased the rain

But nothing ever seemed to fill my cup

I see the angels circling now

I feel the moon behind the clouds

That’s the kind of fire I’d be proud to carry on