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.
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
[Chorus:]
Carry on
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