Thursday

Under the Carousel

Everybody’s running under the carousel.
I’ll stay in the rain.
It even tastes good.

Here’s your hat,
don't you want that?
I’ll wave if you wave back.

Dont ever tell anybody anything.
If you do, you start missing everybody.

I watched her blue raincoat go round and round.
The broken record no longer mattered.
It could stay on the ground.
Dont ever tell anybody anything.
If you do, you start missing everybody.
Anybody.
Everybody.
Everybody.

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