Carousel

Look up to the sun Your face is wilting Has the rain not treated you well? Has the rain not nourished you well? Look up at the sun now Doesn't it encourage? Everything makes a life moving Moving Hasn't the carousel treated you well? Hasn't it treated you well? Look - just another face painted like yours It's not very unique, you know, Hasn't it treated you well? It's not that unusual, you know - To see all the memories that made yours Reflected - reflected, sadnesses reflected Hasn't it treated you well? It's not that unusual you know To think of the smaller moments that were less painful and not see the same hope. Another day on the carousel, Hasn't it treated you well? Mirror reflecting faces I don't know too well, Reversed image where the light is somehow drained out. I keep experiencing - without you, I keep experiencing - without you, And they say, "You'll get used to it now." And they say, "Sometime, time will treat you well." Last year I looked into vintage portraits of flowers and still life, still lives long since gone- But it's ok because the residue made it back to me