Jack Conte - Carousel Waltz lyrics

Hey kid, come on down, quit collecting clouds
You're much better off catching
Worms from the ground
Now sit tight and stare at
The pretty new screen
And all hail the voice that
Wakes up your dreams

You can go anywhere while you
Sleep in your bed but when you wake up
Shake it all from your head slip on a smile
And time to force down some coffee
And all hail the boy who swallows his screams

Are you choking from all the
Dust in the street?
And are you sick of living
Life two days a week?
Well the carousel spins in an infinite course
So all hail the king who jumps off his horse