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.........