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 still
was a blind man
Though my mind
could think I still
was a mad man
I hear the 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
And if I claim to
be a wise man
It surely means
that I don't know
On a stormy sea
of moving emotion
Tossed about
I'm 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
No!
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 no more.........