| Lost, lost, all of them lost
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| They must have made the river
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| But how could they have crossed
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| The painted horses from the carousel ride
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| All of them gone
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| Lost, lost, all of them lost
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| They must have made the river
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| But how could they have crossed
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| The painted horses from my carousel ride
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| They must have carried on
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| The crazy lady on the bench
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| Always looking out to sea
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| Says she saw them get away
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| She saw them running free
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| And she knows the reason why
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| But she swears she’ll never tell
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| Some things are better left unsaid
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| About the carousel
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| And she saw their eyes burned golden
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| As they galloped wild into the dazzling sun
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| And doesn’t it make you wonder
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| Does it make you wanna say goodbye
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| To the world you thought you knew
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| Doesn’t it make you wonder
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| Or does it make you wanna close your eyes
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| And pretend it is untrue
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| Doesn’t it make you wonder
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| Doesn’t it make you wonder
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| Grace, grace, lady of grace
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| The ticket girl chanted in her Indian lace
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| Alone in the booth where there used to be lines
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| But now there’s only faith
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| Grace, grace, lady of grace
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| The ticket girl chanted in an Indian lace
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| Alone in the booth where there used to be lines
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| Before they ran away
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| Shuttered doors flung open wide
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| Leaves were blowing all around
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| She just stood there mystified
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| By the hoof marks on the ground
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| Splintered poles and rusted nails
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| Jewelled bridles in the tide
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| Vestiges of old betrayals
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| From when the brass ring ruled the ride
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| And she heard their eyes burned golden
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| As they galopped wild into the dazzling sun
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| And doesn’t it make you wonder
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| Does it make you wanna say goodbye
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| To the world you thought you knew
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| Doesn’t it make you wonder
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| Or does it make you wanna close your eyes
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| And pretend it is untrue
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| Doesn’t it make you wonder
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| Doesn’t it make you wonder
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| Trying to finish this wild song
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| But who know where it ends
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| Those pleasure palace fugitives
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| Were never seen again
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| But the girl’s still selling tickets
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| Since they fixed the carousel
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| There’s a crazy lady on the bench
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| And those of us who still remember well
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| Those of us who still remember well
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| Repeat chorus |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carousel Horses, artist - Joshua Kadison. Album song The Complete Venice Beach Sessions, in the genre Кантри