Carousel

To the end and back again. Around and back to the places I've been. Like a carousel that's never sleeping. My thoughts melt away, but my body keeps leaping. This never ending ride spinning out of control. You're waiting until it takes its toll. Your life is lost, nothing more then the dust of the memories as the ride slowly starts to rust. Buried lies starting to reveal, accompanied by their forgotten appeal. Decaying reminders of a long ago love, follow you under with no light from above.