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Carry On My Wayward Son

Critical Mass

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
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)

"The world seemed to me as a young child
So beautiful and majestic
But my heart was cracked by your agenda
Made it frigid and antiseptic
I screamed just to see if I existed
A blanket of silence surrounds me
I crawl the way into your sanctum
Toss a key and shut the door around me

Every day I live to see the sun rise
To give me hope eternal
I have a spiritual hunger
I need to feed my soul
I look for the key that I discarded
And I open the door wide
Now it's time to take that first step out
And let the light inside"

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

(Chorus)






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