Cara's Castle

If you ever come to our town on a carousel crusade
And you're tired of fighting windmills with a nail
Cross the fence and join the dragons who have never made the grade
Cara's castle and the keepers of a most unholy grail

There's a clock upon the mantle but its hands forget the time
And the windows turn their backs upon the day
And the people in the shadows could be all lost friends of mine
Cara's courtiers need no light, need no light to lose their way

Oh, Cara, queen of losers, ruler of the weak
Give the poet what he chooses till he's too dumb to speak

From the end to the beginning
Crippled minds retrace the steps
From the burial to the birth, they do retreat
Wonderin' where and why and when
They haven't found the answer yet
Cara's courtiers know no victory, know no victory, just defeat

Oh, Cara, queen of losers, ruler of the weak
Give the poet what he chooses till he's too dumb to speak

One by one, the battered soldiers go slowly cross the moat
One by one, they seek new castles somewhere else
With their crutches and the cravens
And I wonder is there hope?
Is there hope for Cara's courtiers and the wars against themselves?

Oh, Cara, queen of losers, ruler of the weak
Give the poet what he chooses till he's too dumb to speak