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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.
