Trip over words
With hopes and ideas
One more trench
In the fingernail
And so we'll show you
Your own paradise
Where all eyes would stare
Trip over words
With thoughts and ideals
Lines grow thin
On pallid hands
And so we'll make you
Your own paradise
Where left standing there
No one knows your name
Author notes
Greatly inspired by Jeremy Enigk's "Carnival".
www.myspace.com/jeremyenigk
