The Carnival Is Empty

Lyrics for The Carnival Is Empty

Cross the lot, Wave a hand Dust off the loaded caravan In the settled haze of morningfall Mark the way, hark the call The tone is dry The note is clear The road is wide The passage free The Carnival is Empty Lift a finger, lift a chin Lift the corner of an eye Floating falling into sight Adrift, the paper butterfly Without aim Painted wings Gather gust Flutter free The Carnival is Empty Waking has no worry then Dreams have no sleep A cage's edge has no name Words have no speech The thought is gone The face serene The brow is clear The mind is free The Carnival is Empty