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I: Arrivals]
October's a month for boys When life is simple, and sweet And the foolish youth can The outside the door
Come hear a tale of And one October not past Jim Nightshade and Halloway never be quite so young anymore
Fury, the seller of rods, foretells the coming storm The on in the library, beneath the black'ning sky Charles sits deep inside, surrounded by his books A serious, lonely and sad old man whose youth has him by
And Jim and conspire To the carousel Could set their afire Could send them to Hell
[Part II:
Far away, but too close for comfort Carnival's calliope is sits in the darkened library Thinking dark Son at he doesn't really know Fifty-four years seems so old the carnival's ad in the fire Flames grow
Long midnight, children awake Journeys them, chances to take Run the streets to the carnival grounds Hoping to ride the
AM is midnight for the soul Never is a man so close to The house of is at hand Souls are
the purpose of a life of virtue? What you don't know certainly can you Every step he he second-guessed Life of
Ride's out of order, no one's Hardly a whisper, hardly a Thinking they're alone, but they're not Gloved hands encircle, now they are
[Part The Carnival]
Late night the boys returned Watched the spin 'round Turning old man into darkness to town
Carousel turns and Years can scorch and time can accomplice, age reversed Now becomes a boy
Jim and stumble in To this world of sin Forward the carousel Cooger ages, dies and goes to
Mister Dark at once That the boys have seen too As they call for the He and the witch For their to be unleashed
Boys with the law Try to tell them what saw The throws her voice and the old, dead man Seems to come to again
The ruse has worked, no one the Tales of what the boys have The witch eyes; they fear her most; She them a "short sad life for both!"
[Part IV:
Late that night the witch takes to the sky the town Searching for the boys who the secret of the carousel A black parade of circus freaks, and led by Dark, Scours every street for the boys to drag them to hell
The boys have seen too And now their death be their silence The have caskets fashioned for the little boys who hid And Mister halts the procession, seeing the librarian, He asks him who the boys are; with rage as the old man lies
V: The Autumn People]
Late that night inside the town's old Circled by arcane and evil them for any hint of knowledge. Charles, Jim and
A father's son who doesn't his dad Suddenly he wishes he had As he sees that old lonely man Could be the only hope they have
The Carnival has been many times Its history is found between the by every forty years or so Since than two hundred years ago
feast upon the sins and fears of men Promise you just what you want and When they're they'll steal your very soul Entomb you in sideshow
And as the church rings They hear the opening The boys hide for lives As Dark arrives
[Part VI:
Tearing at his To take a chance To right the To live
No No more as a Man to old to his son
He turns the down Not willing to exchange his For he wants the most
Mister Charles' hand And tells the to give the man A of precious death
(old man) your breathing (old man) your hurt (old man) See you're (old man) your heart
VII: Confrontations]
(Halloway) ten lifetimes closer to (Somehow) finding the courage to (Laughter) in the witch's face (Laughter) burning her wicked (Standing), knowing he's her back (Smiling), knowing the is now (Striding) purposefully into the (Knowing) he can save them somehow (Mister Dark) leads the into the streets (Will to be) into a toy for freaks (Nightshade) to be his partner for (After the) over tonight (Carnival): one attraction to see (Shoot the witch): gypsy who die (Mister Dark) gazes out the crowd for a (Volunteer): someone to it a try
(Halloway) out from deep in the crowd (Mister Dark) cannot his eyes (Halloway) his hand picks up the gun (To it) he calls for the help of his son
VIII: Departures]
Far away, in the mirror maze The whole calls his name And Will awakes the The dust witch placed his head
father and son as one As Mister Dark them the bullet and Charles carves into a crescent
Mister Dark at the bullet He doesn't yet stand The of what Charles has done So he the game proceed
But the moon he isn't a moon at all It's his smile the bullet And this totem finds way To the witch's
The gun and the Witch knows and now is dead!
Chaos spreads, and and Will Run to the maze to Jim walks in Confronted by reflections of a million men Staring back and him older A full of regrets A man who never his son A man whose were never done
rises from The of shattered mirrors He up his son and runs with him Across the carnival
Nightshade still the carousel and Will help him down Another boy appears Dark's gone And the of us must give chase
Halloway at the strange young boy He sees him for he is Mister Dark made younger by the of the carousel
Charles the boy up Holds him close and his hatred And with grave Lets his heart with love for his and his son And the boy's hate with this love and it through Dark's young And he and dies
As the tents disappears The three of spring back to town Two boys and one man No longer so old as he thought
Far away but much too for comfort Far but much too close for comfort