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 can 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