Carousel      Spinning carousel returns the same old horse again   Ramble on and on, the thoughts that fill my head   Sometimes I wake up   there's nothing there but emptiness   so I search myself for what there was to do      Flashing backward still   I think about my youthful dreams   Honest childhood, running dry of years   Sometimes I look back   it doesn't seem that it was me   So who was I then, who am I today?      Can you hear me now?      My thoughts are moving fast   can't seem to catch them in the draft   Floating upward like a kite that's left my grip   Flying higher toward the sky, so blue   I crank my neck   And try to follow as it drifts off into space...      lyrics by Amy Obenski