Carry On My Wayward Son

Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Once I rose above
The noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse
Beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high

Though my eyes could see
I was still a blind man
Though my mind could think
I still was a madman
I hear voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Masquerading as a man
With a reason
My charade is the
Event of the season
If I claim to be a wise man
Well, it surely means
That I don't know

On the stormy sea
Of moving emotion
Tossed about 'em
Like a ship on the ocean
I set a course
For winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say

Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Carry on
You will always remember
Carry on
Nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely, Heaven waits for you

(Carry on, my wayward son)
(There'll be peace when you are done)
(Lay your weary head to rest)
(Don't you cry) Don't you cry no more