When you have absolutely nothing left to say.

Thank God We Had Artists Like Townes Van Zandt along the way

 

Fare Thee Well, Miss Carousel

 

 

The drunken clown's still hanging round

But it's plain the laughter's all died down

The tears you tried so hard to hide

Are flowin'

A blind man with his knife in hand

Has convinced himself that he understands

I wish him well, Miss Carousel

But I gotta be a-goin'

 

Won't you come and get me when

You're sure that you don't need me then

I stand outside your window

And proudly call your name

 

The ladies been told that all of gold

Is worth so much it can't be sold

No time to weep she'll need her sleep

Tomorrow

When she carries her face to the market place

And bets it on the opening race

She can ring her bells, Miss Carousel

But her singing brings me sorrow

 

It's always done every mother's son

Is shown that grown men never run

And so they fight with all the might

Inside them

When the battle's been fought and they all been taught

That the trick is just not being caught

Will you give them hell, Miss Carousel

When they're begging you to hide them

 

When the need arose your eyes fell closed

You clamped your fingers round your nose

Would you say that's any way

To judge him

You haven't got the authority

To kill him in the first degree

But would you feel compelled, Miss Carousel

If you have something to begrudge him

 

On a velvet beach far beneath the reach

Of those that come to pray and preach

The natural man who tries to stand

Is fallin

How long will it be before he sees

You own his legs but his mind is free

Only you can tell, Miss Carousel

How long will he be crawling?

 

The castle walls has grown so tall

Seem there ain't no hope at all

To reach the top even though you stop

For breathin'

But I ain't gonna try to make you cry

The tear drops couldn't find your eye

It's all been swell, Miss Carousel

But the time has come for leavin'