Hope on a carousel
Is my needy eye, the one to spy
Silly old me, a rue of conscience and wayward well
Coming for a sincerity in the voice of another, here and why

Spare, the sound of the music
Told to believe in, and around a might
Token adrenaline in our stay, the light intrinsic
Won't we ever become like angel's, when sorry see's the sight

Truer to the day, long come now...
The risks we adjourn, to a rhyming host
Patiently, the facts of us, in the hope allow
Have the sense to consider any hour of demand, depends upon our most

Sweet, the collapse into history, a shrewd contender?
Salt and home all in a row, to each was a savior's merry
Taking the time in the same, we are a whole amender
Of the silence we compare to a new angel, the shadow of kisses weary?

Sign's of the times, trying a new friend on for size
Savagery is such an expensive call, to courage and many in future strive
Simple lore to advance a decision, in a callous way wise
To know you, the sleepiness of cold shoulder's, that never were nigh