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...
[Chorus:] 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
[Chorus]
No!
Carry on, you will always remember Carry on, nothing equals the splendor The center lights around your vanity But surely heaven waits for you
Kansas - Carry On My Wayward Son (1.21. Спасение; 2.22. ...И преисподняя раскрыла пасть свою. Часть II; 3.16. Пощады не будет; 4.22. Восстание Люцифера) (0)