The Circle Spins On

[Verse — carnival organ, slap bass]
Round the painted pole I run
You call it love, the children fun
I take the turns, I wear the gold
My wooden knees are getting old

[Pre-Chorus]
Beyond the fence, the open plain
Has never asked me to remain

[Chorus — explosive]
Round and round, the music lies
A different world behind my eyes
I want to kick these bolts apart
And gallop past the ticket cart
But little hands are holding tight
I cannot throw them off tonight
(Hold on, hold on)

[Bridge — dropped beat]
I can feel the hinges bend
I don't know which of us will end

[Outro]
The ride spins on, the paint comes loose
I choose the circle. Who did I choose?