Stryper - Carry On Wayward Son

Carry On 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 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.
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. But 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.