The Carnival

Come one and all to the carnival
See what's in store for you
Open your eyes to the dark delights
Some that are old, some are new

Hear the bells, come under the spell
There is no need to feel blue
Lows and highs, you'll touch the sky
There's nothing better to do

Roses are red
Or so they said
Soon you'll be travelling back
Come this way boy
Your future deployed
The teller: our own Mystic Jack

Now come behold, your fortune told
Secrets that never came true
Years they pass by in the blink of an eye
He sees it all in his view



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Powell
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