Carousel

All the stars are shining down
Upon this candle that you burn
And season follows season
As the Carousel turns

We were born to be creators
It's the birthright of our kind
And all our senses pour this world
Into the fountain of our mind

So raise your cup
Or dip your bucket down into the well
Close your eyes my brother
And drink deeply of that spell

Old Friend, old friend
Why do you deny yourself
Why do you pretend
Old Friend, old friend
Get back on that horse
And ride again

Oh I know it's hard to see
When you keep walking into walls
And Queensbury means nothing
When you're in a barroom brawl

So get yourself out of the city
To where the air is soft and clean
And lay your weary burden
Somewhere far from the machine

Build yourself a chapel
Or a place where you can kneel
'Cause we're all out in the wilderness
Our shoulders to the wheel

Old Friend, old friend
Why do you deny yourself
Why do you pretend
Old Friend, old friend
Get back on that horse
And ride again

Everybody seems to hold the secret of success
So what of it
What of it
Listen to your heart, it'll show you more or less
That you discover it
For the love of it

Old Friend, old friend
Why do you deny yourself
Why do you pretend
Old Friend, old friend
Get back on that horse
And ride again

Old Friend, old friend
Get back on that horse
And ride again