Thursday, March 06, 2008

Carousel

All the city lights are fighting right in front of me
Lighting up my enemies
Flooding through the night-time
People stumble and I fumble with a melody
Mumbling obscenities
But nobody can hear me

Serenading ladies who are rushing by
Swaying on the pavement waving at the sky
Laughing at the passing of another night
Everything is spinning but I don't know why

Everything is spinning
But I don't know why

All the taxi cabs they choose to turn their backs on me
Dancing round a centrepiece
Of cobblestones and neon
People spill into the middle of the carousel
Poorly tailored animals
Circling each other

Serenading ladies who are rushing by
Swaying on the pavement waving at the sky
Laughing at the passing of another night
Spinning
Not living
Existing
Subsisting

On lies

I am not like them at all so I drag my bottle on the wall

and I walk towards the nearest thing I see
I stare into the water there and share my story with the air
that doesn't care it blows away from me
Then I climb over the side and spread my arms as far and wide
as they will go until I know It's time to yell I want to show
the world that I cannot be told and I cannot be bought and sold

I'm going to be going to be free

All the city lights
Are fighting right in front of me
In front of me

All the taxi cabs
They're turning back around for me

For me

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