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
Ah ah
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
Well 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
Don't you cry no more