You clamber up And look behind Their watchful eyes The helping hands A hen that's fierce And painted blue With red eyes Wants to swallow you A dragon dives and soars on tracks The hands that strap you to it's back You turn around and look behind Their smiling eyes Won't help you down
Their tiny hands Their tiny feet Such little hearts To miss a beat
Grotesque dwarves in mirrored rooms Pulled and taut a thousand yous Staring back through stinging tears Remembering those funhouse thrills
The paintbox tunes and wild balloons Their watchful eyes, you start to swoon Oh painted vile in lurid hue The snarling horse that waits for you
Its motor whirrs and colours curl Inside your head the monsters whirl Its motor whirrs and colours curl Inside your head the monsters whirl
In sucked out Time stood still Roundabout back Carousel Time stood still And you remember it well Carousel
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