Carry On My Wayward Son

As sung by Kansas

Chorus
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

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
The center lights around your vanity
But surely heaven waits for you

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry (don't you cry no more)


This song popped into my head yesterday and continued to play today. I had never really paid much attention to the words but today I see a wealth of wisdom in them. It kind of goes hand in hand with some of the things I've been meditating on.

Linda and I went window shopping today. I found a book called "The Imitation of Christ" and it has so much in it that I want to know. The other book I saw was about codependency. Linda's book really. But one sentence caught my eye- depression is anger turned inward. Explains alot.

We went to lunch at Applebee's with Mary Jo and Vicki- two of the Three Musketeers. It was a nice 3 1/2 hour lunch. The girls loved Linda. She's so funny and entertaining.

We came home to find Barry waiting on me. He's beginning that same old song and dance about not having any money. Hey, I don't have any either; in fact, I'm over drawn due to the extra money they took out of my account for Mom. But what can I do? I have no money to put in. It's going to be okay. I'm just waiting for the adjustment by the payee. In the meantime, I'm content. I don't really need anything.