Whispering water did we miss it all? Feverish sunlight tell me the truth are we foolin ourselves, now? All of our lives spent searchin for something ready to happen but do we search in vain? Moon in the dark night can you answer me? Shivering north wind show me the way the way of breakin the spell,now Just like a Big Old Roundabout full of beautiful horses put there of rust in vain... Maybe were living by mistake, nothings ready to happen Maybe the Big Old Roundabout is the Dream of a Madman, but we will search the same...
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