Mary Gauthier - Merry Go Round Lyrics
(Mary Gauthier/Crit Harmon)From the painful rays of daybreakRipping darkness out your eyesTo every kiss with bourbon breathyour daddy didn't hide, he didn't hideFrom the crack of his backhand slapTo your mama's blue veined handsThat held her rosary desperatelyCause she didn't understandFrom the brokenhearted playgroundin the lonely afternoonTo the violence of little boysAnd the crying in your bedroomTill the wind blows right through you and rain don't get you wetTill your lips move constantly but you ain't said nothing yetTill you ride that horse in circles going up and coming downRound and round, it's a merry go roundFrom the bitter tears of helplessnessFalling from your grandma's faceAs they strap you to the stretcherWhile she quickly packs your suitcaseFrom the money that you stole from heron the day she diedTo the long lines at the clinicWaiting for a days supply, a days supplyTill the wind blows right through you and rain don't get you wetTill your lips move constantly but you ain't said nothing yetTill you ride that horse in circles going up and coming downRound and round, it's a merry go roundFrom the phone booth on the freewayWhen there's no one left to callTo the porcelain Cod you pray toIn the public restroom stallFrom the milky white of heroinas it bubbles and it soothsTo the dirty sheets you lie on
