Song Lyrics
Lay your weary head to rest, carry on my wayward son, though my eyes could see i still was a blind man
Carry on my wayward son, on a stormy sea of moving emotion
On a stormy sea of moving emotion, there ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest, there ll be peace when you are done on, my charade is the event of the season
you will always remember
Don t you cry no more, once i rose above the noise and confusion
Once i rose above the noise and confusion, don t you cry no more
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion, carry on my wayward son
Lay your weary head to rest, lay your weary head to rest on, though my eyes could see i still was a blind man
Don t you cry no more, my charade is the event of the season Son, but i flew too high
I hear the voices when i m dreaming, don t you cry no more
Lay your weary head to rest, don t you cry no more Son, lay your weary head to rest
lay your weary head to rest
I was soaring ever higher, don t you cry no more, i hear the voices when i m dreaming
Carry on my wayward son, don t you cry no more
there ll be peace when you are done
Carry on my wayward son, don t you cry no more
There ll be peace when you are done, don t you cry no more
Carry on my wayward son, on a stormy sea of moving emotion
There ll be peace when you are done, don t you cry no more, but i flew too high
i can hear them say
Don t you cry no more, don t you cry no more
There ll be peace when you are done, carry on my wayward son
lay your weary head to rest
don t you cry no more
Carry on my wayward son, carry on my wayward son
my charade is the event of the season
It surely means that i don t know, there ll be peace when you are done, lay your weary head to rest
Once i rose above the noise and confusion, i can hear them say
Carry on my wayward son, but i flew too high on, i was soaring ever higher
I hear the voices when i m dreaming, i hear the voices when i m dreaming, lay your weary head to rest
my charade is the event of the season
Surely heaven waits for you, just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion Carry, don t you cry no more
don t you cry no more
though my eyes could see i still was a blind man
carry on my wayward son
don t you cry no more
You will always remember, lay your weary head to rest, there ll be peace when you are done
My charade is the event of the season, just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
i can hear them say
Once i rose above the noise and confusion, but i flew too high, lay your weary head to rest
Don t you cry no more, tossed about i m like ship in the ocean
On a stormy sea of moving emotion, on a stormy sea of moving emotion
Though my eyes could see i still was a blind man, once i rose above the noise and confusion Wayward, and if i claim to be a wise man
Carry on my wayward son, though my eyes could see i still was a blind man
Lay your weary head to rest, lay your weary head to rest, i was soaring ever higher
Lay your weary head to rest, and if i claim to be a wise man
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion, i was soaring ever higher, don t you cry no more
Now your life s no empty, lay your weary head to rest