The Carousel Waltz
Spinning fast, a piece of my past,
Calls me to wonder at where I have been,
The good and the bad and the bold and the nature of sin,
Up and down, and in and out,
Forty years dust that has gathered about,
The pieces of youth that we scattered around,
When we danced the Carousel Waltz.
A drink or two, a game of tag,
Catch a partner and join in the dance,
All of your dreams can come true if you just take a chance,
Don't question love, don't ask around,
Grab the brass ring from the hand of the clown,
The faster you whirl, the sooner around,
When you dance the Carousel Waltz
All of the carousel sweethearts,
And all of the carousel clowns,
Mirrored in merry confusion,
Pretending it's love that we've found,
The years come and go with a whisper,
The calliope drowns out the age,
We glow and we fade in the roles that we've made,
'Til there's nothing but ghosts on the stage.
Now we're forcing rhymes, of simpler times,
The paint on the ponies is fading away,
The red and the green and the blue go the same shade of gray,
Monochrome image of colored events,
Recollections of times that we spent,
The miracles came and the miracles went,
While we danced the Carousel Waltz.
The miracles came and the miracles went,
While we danced the Carousel Waltz.
Calls me to wonder at where I have been,
The good and the bad and the bold and the nature of sin,
Up and down, and in and out,
Forty years dust that has gathered about,
The pieces of youth that we scattered around,
When we danced the Carousel Waltz.
A drink or two, a game of tag,
Catch a partner and join in the dance,
All of your dreams can come true if you just take a chance,
Don't question love, don't ask around,
Grab the brass ring from the hand of the clown,
The faster you whirl, the sooner around,
When you dance the Carousel Waltz
All of the carousel sweethearts,
And all of the carousel clowns,
Mirrored in merry confusion,
Pretending it's love that we've found,
The years come and go with a whisper,
The calliope drowns out the age,
We glow and we fade in the roles that we've made,
'Til there's nothing but ghosts on the stage.
Now we're forcing rhymes, of simpler times,
The paint on the ponies is fading away,
The red and the green and the blue go the same shade of gray,
Monochrome image of colored events,
Recollections of times that we spent,
The miracles came and the miracles went,
While we danced the Carousel Waltz.
The miracles came and the miracles went,
While we danced the Carousel Waltz.
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Rodgers, Mark Knopfler
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