Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high.
Though my eyes could see I was still blind
Though my mind could think I was still mad
Carry on my wayward child
For there'll be peace when you are done
On a stormy sea of emotion
Tossed about like a ship on the ocean
Carry on you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Surely heaven waits for you.
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