I lifted my hand up
To hold back the grey
In the twilight I saw leaves
That had fallen yesterday
I never thought that I would be
Strong enough to tell
All of you that I feel I’m on
A silent carousel.
They say that everyone builds walls
Some high and some are low
People decorate them brightly
Sit and stare out their window
I thought of climbing over
But too many times I fell
I wonder if I should just ride
This silent carousel
Bridge:
Maybe there’s another way
Somewhere we’ll run and hide
A place with lower rings that we can reach
Somewhere with a breeze
And a view of the ocean
Where we can safely watch from the beach
When things are getting warmer
How am I supposed to know
If I’m feeling summer’s light
Or being burned as fire grows
I went out to the store
I fit my new mask pretty well
Now you will see me smiling on
The silent carousel
If you listen hard you still won’t hear
The silent carousel
Commentary
This is the second song I've written for the songwriting class. I performed it last Tuesday and it received very nice compliments. I am very happy with these words. This song took quite a bit of work, and so for two weeks in a row I've proven that I can focus, and edit, and edit some more, and push myself, and have a solid work product at the end.
