Lamb
They're taking down the ferris wheel
Selling it for parts
It used to be as tall as the city skyline
And the boys who took the girls there said they always got lucky
They said it was worth every dime
And it feels like things are moving like a strong wind through the sand
And I wish I could tell you
Just how scared I am
I'm tired of being a lamb
Well the times they are a'changin' says the news on the TV
People are crying out about some deep inner shame
And the Go-Go's go to bed, they're packing up the disco
They say things just aren't quite the same
And it feels like things are moving like a strong wind through the sand
And I wish I could tell you
Just how scared I am
I'm tired of being a lamb
Wish I, wish I, wish I might
Carry me over the sea
There's something about a bird in flight
I wanna bury a part of me
Well, it's three in the morning the end of September
I wanna write you a letter in the words I know best
But the lights won't turn on here so I'll just sit between
Quietly singing and beating my chest
And it feels like things are moving like a strong wind through the sand
And I wish I could tell you
Just how scared I am
I'm tired of being a lamb
Selling it for parts
It used to be as tall as the city skyline
And the boys who took the girls there said they always got lucky
They said it was worth every dime
And it feels like things are moving like a strong wind through the sand
And I wish I could tell you
Just how scared I am
I'm tired of being a lamb
Well the times they are a'changin' says the news on the TV
People are crying out about some deep inner shame
And the Go-Go's go to bed, they're packing up the disco
They say things just aren't quite the same
And it feels like things are moving like a strong wind through the sand
And I wish I could tell you
Just how scared I am
I'm tired of being a lamb
Wish I, wish I, wish I might
Carry me over the sea
There's something about a bird in flight
I wanna bury a part of me
Well, it's three in the morning the end of September
I wanna write you a letter in the words I know best
But the lights won't turn on here so I'll just sit between
Quietly singing and beating my chest
And it feels like things are moving like a strong wind through the sand
And I wish I could tell you
Just how scared I am
I'm tired of being a lamb
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Writer(s): Emily Zmira Lubitz
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