carry on my wayward son
There will be peace when you are done
lay your weary head to rest
now do not you cry no more
once i rose above the noise and confusion
just to get a glimpse beyond the 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 couldthink I still was a mad man
i hear the voices when i am dreamin
I can hear them say
Carry on my wayward son
For there will be peace when you are done
Layyour weary head to rest
Now do not you cry no more
squerading as a man with a reason
And if iclaim to be a wise man
It surely means that i do not know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about i am like a ship on hte ocean
I set a course fofr winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say
Carry on my wayward son
for there will be peace when you are done
Lay yourweaqry head to rest
now do not you cry no more
Carry on you will always remember
carry on nothing equals the splendor
Nowyour life is no longer empty
sure heaven waits for you
carry on my wayward son
for there will be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Noe do not you cry no more