Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Summer Fiction
Carry on, carry on
Carry on, carry on
Carry on, carry on
Carry on, carry on
When we reach Stone Harbor
Following a distant light, ‘til the dawn
You were so far away
(Carry on, carry on)
A kink in your armor
Gardeners plant forests out on your lawn
She found another grey
I won’t let them harm her
I’m so tired but I must carry on
The palm trees gently sway
Stern to port then starboard
The days are too short but the nights are so long
“Land ho!” I heard them say
Carry on, carry on
Carry on, carry on...