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