Kansas - Carry On Wayward Son Edit

And if I claim to be a wise man, well

But I flew too high

But I hear the voices say

Carry on my wayward son

Carry on, my wayward son

Carry on, my wayward son

Carry on, my wayward son

Carry on, none can equal the splendor

Don't you cry (Don't you cry no more)

Don't you cry no more

I can hear them say

I was soaring ever higher

It surely means that I don't know

Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion

Lay your weary head to rest

Lay your weary head to rest

Lay your weary head to rest

My charade is the event of the season

Now your life's no longer empty

Once I rose above the noise and confusion

Surely heaven waits for you

There'll be peace when you are done

There'll be peace when you are done

There'll be peace when you are done

Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man

Though my mind could think, I still was a mad man

Tossed about, I'm like a ship on the ocean

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