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 dreamin'
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!
NOOOO!
(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! |
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