Oh Beautiful Terrible Carousel

I recall a beautiful carousel
Gold leaf on porcelain of white and blue
I rode it to heaven rode it to hell
Never got there never got anywhere
None of my carousel wishes came true
But that was my fault because I lacked faith

I wonder if I were to ride with you
If it would not end as it does in death
Maybe it would take off like a rocket
Aboard which to explore the universe
I still have two tickets in my pocket
And if we die at least we have lived worse

It beckons to me with music and lights
Like nothing you have ever heard nor seen
With enchanted days and magical nights
All of the memories which never were
Of all of the wonders which might have been
All of those dreams which they always defer

Come take me to heaven take me to hell
Oh beautiful terrible carousel

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI

again,Steve. Stir my brains into stew..great job, here.writing is like balancing words on the tip of my fingers.....maybe a gentle fondling...?
misty..

it is a turbulent ride, and i am with you, wherever it takes us, whatever we see, whatever we feel

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ALWAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

great write! really.