Carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you are gone Lay your weary head to rest, don't you cry no more Carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you are gone Lay your weary head to rest, don't you cry no more Carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you are gone 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 gone 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 unlike 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 gone Lay your weary head to rest, don't you cry no more Carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you are gone Carry on, you will always remember Carry on, nothing equal to splendor Now your life will all go empty, surely heaven waits for you Carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you are gone Lay your weary head to rest, don't you cry no more Thank you for watching!