Lyrics Carnival on 7th Street - The Clientele

Carnival on 7th Street

There’s a carnival on 7th Street
People moving everywhere, now shake your feet
But a shadow falls across the sun
And you could be just anyone
The trains arrive, the roses bloom
There’s nothing in the afternoon
The trains arrive, the roses bloom
There’s nothing in the afternoon
If a shadow falls across the moon
Anybody could be you