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

[Chorus] 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

[Chorus] 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

~KANSAS