The Magic Carnival Ride

We all sleep as worlds collide Caught up in elusive dreams Lost on this carnival ride Where nothing is as it seems Now you see it, now you don't Just like a mad magician Some that will and some that won't Swallow this sad tradition They dangle carrots in our face The riches that they'll bequeath us Then they'll play their hidden ace And pull the rug from beneath us When we find it was all for naught And we lie face down on the ground Still another ticket's bought As this ride goes round and round