“Well, I’ve walked these streets A virtual stage, it seemed to me Makeup on their faces Actors took their places next to me
Well, I’ve walked these streets In a carnival, of sights to see All the cheap thrill seekers vendors and the dealers They crowded around me
Have I been blind have I been lost Inside myself and my own mind Hypnotized, mesmerized by what my eyes have seen?
Well, I’ve walked these streets In a spectacle of wealth and poverty In the diamond markets the scarlet welcome carpet That they just rolled out for me
And I’ve walked these streets In the madhouse asylum they can be Where a wild-eyed misfit prophet On a traffic island stopped and he raved of saving me
Have I been blind, have I been lost Have I been wrong Have I been wise Have I been strong Inside myself and my own mind…?”
‘Carnival’ – Natalie Merchant
Songwriters: Peter Anders Svensson / Magnus Sveningsson / Nina Persson
I woke from a dream
And saw you there
Returned to sleep
Suddenly - unaware
Places that feel
Real to the senses
Plague our minds
Completely - unfounded
Dreamscapes grow
Over memories
Feeding on fallen
Radiantly - unmeasured
Woman, when you believe
My story and my song
No word or note
Need emanate again
You nod resignation
Soothe cracked lips
Silence creeps in
Swiftly by morning
No badge of bravery
Be worn out and down
I am changeable
As the tide
In ancient forests
You heal me
As I lie in wait
For another dawn song
Settling within
To begin again