I let it in

Maybe I should let on

When I feel everything but say nothing is wrong

It's the path I paved

The road leads into itself

I've been walking for days feeling sorry for myself



As soon as I plant my feet

The rug is pulled from under me

Always reaching for the brass ring

Around and around and around

It will not reverse

The carousel turns



I let you in

Maybe you should let on

When you feel everything but tell me nothing is wrong

I lie there at night

Sleep to no avail

My mind racing in circles

A dog chasing its tail



As soon as I plant my feet

The rug is pulled from under me

Always reaching for the brass ring

Around and around and around

It will not reverse

The carousel turns



How can I say what I want to say

When every word pushes you away?

How can I say what I want to say

When every word pushes you away?



Pushes you away