Ferris Wheel

Bright rings upon the window

Bright things oh in the fall

Is there a glimmer in these faces

I wonder if I care at all

Well I just dance across these places

I guess I’m doing what I know

Am I dead or only dying

I don’t think a river runs that slow

Pretty ferris wheel

You take me up so high

Flying over top of all the people

Oh but all I do is cry

Face pressed upon the pillow

I wake up shoes clothes and all

What was I doing before I got here

Or do I even care to know

I wasn’t worried about the window

But I couldn’t think of where I’d go

The truth was wavering and awful

I felt malevolently low

Pretty ferris wheel

Oh you take me up so high

Flying over top of all the people

Oh but all I do is cry