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 turned 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 fun house 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

It's motor whirs and colors curl
Inside your head, the monsters whirl
It's motor whirs and colors curl
Inside your head, the monsters whirl

In sucked out, time stood still
Roundabout back, carousel
Time stood still
And you remember it well

In sucked out, time stood still
Roundabout back, carousel
Time stood still
And you remember it well
Carousel, carousel


Lyrics submitted by Kaitou

Carousel Lyrics as written by Steven Severin Peter Clarke

Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, BMG Rights Management

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    Strange, trippy and simple. I like it

    Lateralus518on November 28, 2008   Link

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