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 manThough my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreamin', I can hear them sayCarry on, my wayward son
For there'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no moreMasquerading 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 emotionTossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune, but I hear the voices sayCarry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no moreCarry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for youCarry 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)