Stand by… stand by… all that we’ve been thru all we can’t undo I’m picking out the songs to set the mood they’ll play them at a funeral for you I have been the only friend I have stayed until the end I’m telling you my brother I am through it’s a measure of pity that I won’t carry… I won’t carry it’s a matter of duty but I won’t carry… I won’t carry you most of us have our secrets one deep-rooted mark we can’t remove I’m guessing yours still owns you I can’t dig mine up to bury you I have been the only friend I have stayed until the end I’m telling you my brother I am thru I will lie with the guilty but I won’t carry… I won’t carry… it’s a measure of bad dreams but I won’t carry… I won’t carry you
