Carry on Wayward Son (Kansas cover)

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. Thought 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. 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. Carry on you will always remember Carry on, nothing equals the splendor Now your life’s no longer empty Surely heaven waits for you.