Shiver like a shudder in a blink

Water dripping in the sink

is all that you hear

by yourself in the red room



Echo of another day

Should have let the papers stay

Should have never gone

by yourself to the red room



It's still in the air you breathe

Your strength and your weaknesses



Losing your ground, with the music coming down



And the Carousel, goes round

And the carousel, goes round

All the better to...



Pipe organ fades,

In like a ricochet

beneath what was said,

in a roundabout way.



Coming in so fast,

Facing the contrast

From a strangers perspective

right there in the red room.



Passion is fading

The Carousel takes you away