Carousel

Come my child, I won't hurt you or break you down

I know the things you're searching for can never be found

Take the long and weary way to know what it is to be a son

Ask yourself the question "Is this false?"

Then tell me what you want to become

Tell me how you see yourself so clearly. Take another view at the question

Tell me what is real in your opinion, 'casue it's not the same as mine

Let the smoke carry you away to a painted, landscape dream

Ride a late whore one last time. I'll see you on the carousel

Never ending story. Spinning like a majesty