Carousels

Prone to rearrange my outlook
but you're still drop dead in my book
and all the skills that I acquired then
Have only gotten better with the mileage

So keep on riding on your pegasus
and pray that God grant every wish you own
Let the band be made of alchemists
They take you back to when with every note

And round and round and round and round it goes
Prancing underneath the lights on carousels of love

I'm not your ordinary heathen
Couldn't live a day off what they feeding
I never gather round the construct
There's no language between them

So keep on riding on your pegasus
and buy the devil his brand new dress to show
You don't save your voice from politics
Those old boys left in leadership are yours
to overthrow

And round and round and round and round it goes
Prancing underneath the lights on carousels of love