The grass was taller when I was small The sky was wider, I recall A swing that creaked like a lullaby Now hangs alone beneath a grey sky The rain knows all my names And still it falls the same Round and round, the paper carousel Spinning dreams that never fell I close my eyes to feel the sound Of voices lost beneath the ground A photo curled inside a drawer The house we left, it breathes no more Dusty dolls with painted eyes Still stare through years that said goodbye The wind repeats the past Like it hopes it'll last Round and round, the paper carousel Spinning dreams that never fell I close my eyes to feel the sound Of voices lost beneath the ground The Sun was soft, the days were long Now even shadows don't belong A child's laugh in broken glass Echoes where the moments pass Round and round, the paper carousel Each turn a silent farewell Time folds me in a cotton seam And tucks me back into the dream