My friend, is it still ringing in your ears

Through all those blessed and poisoned years

You will still say I was wrong

But you'll miss me when I'm gone

Carrying on, carrying on, carrying on 

And now I watch the falling of the leaves

We live by little deaths such as these

And when everything is changed

I'll embrace it once again

Carrying on, carrying on, carrying on 

The empty roads we travelled now are filled

With all the brave processions of desperate will

All looking to burn out in glory

And you know just how that feels

But I've made my choice for better or for worse

And it's everything I know and it's nothing much at all

Carrying on, carrying on, carrying on 

You will still say I was wrong

But you'll miss me when I'm gone

Carrying on, carrying on, carrying on