Philip Hicks
Carry On My Wayward Son
… 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 dreaming
I can hear them say
… Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary hеad to rest
Don't you cry no more
… Masquerading as a man with a rеason
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, 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, don't you cry no more
… No more