Merry Go Round - Victoria Williams

Inside is outside

Everywhere no one can hide

Sitting in a door jamb

There was a quiet figure of a man

Unused to embellishments

Acquired from establishments

But improvising efforts

Beyond the wide intelligence

His actions were his words

Now from one cynical herd

Of autos on the freeway

There came one wildly small

Enthusiastic 'hooray'

Like a prayer received from far away

In the middle of a fiery day

She turned and made her getaway

She found the good deed in the sun

Purple green and yellow

She told him she would like to hold it

Truthful little fellow

Not knowing what she’d done

It melted in the sun

And many came to wallow in the puddle

The key to the merry go round is the merry

The key to the ferry town is the ferry

It sat on the bridge between happy and scary

The key to the merry go round is the merry

Lost and found on common ground

To rescue on the ladder must be hung

Instead they got the brushes out

Began to shout and painted every rung

Not knowing what they’d done

They painted in the sun

And many came to join in the struggle

The key to the merry go round is the merry

The key to the ferry town is the ferry

The key to the merry go round is the merry

The key to the ferry town is the ferry

It sat on the bridge between happy and scary

Too long did the young man tarry

Who had stood for good and hope for the masses

Now melted, now sticky, licked up like molasses

Why ask us?

Why not ask us?

Why ask us?

Why not ask us?

The key to the merry go round is the merry

The key to the merry go round is the merry

The key to the merry go round is the merry

The key to the merry go round is the merry

The key to the merry go round is the merry