Lyrics Nicole Atkins

Nicole Atkins

Carouselle

In the streets the lights burn low

And children scream as they're held high

Above the sea in ferris carts

Their eyes alive

With mirrored hallways

Done with creepy laugter ride the carouselle

Here comes the wrecking ball

So my town can live

Sell the carouselle

In the carouselle's last days

The strangers came and tried to save

They strive to save a history

That's not their own

But I remember

The thrill of it fantastic ride the carouselle

Here comes the wrecking ball

So my town can live

Sell the carouselle

Here comes the wrecking ball

Here comes the wrecking ball