Edie's feeling dizzy from the carousel.
Leant so far over the railings that she almost fell.
It's nice to hear her laughing
without that screaming sound
that, even when she's silent,
seems to follow her around.
Edie, I feel dizzy, it's those pills I took.
The sun is such a colour, I find it hard to look
at something so beautiful,
yet just unspeakable.
So much that I need to say
is just unspeakable.
Edie becomes busy and changes face.
Becomes something else to take her own place.
She's running so very fast
to keep up this pace.
Becoming breathless but still
rushes with grace.
Edie I feel needy, can you just slow down.
I need somebody to put my arms around.
But she doesn't stop for me,
I didn't expect her to.
I have to stop, I think.
Someone needs to protect me too.
Edie now feels sleepy, and she's slipping away
heavy-lidded, limp, and there she will lay
I hope she wakes and thinks
I'm going to stop today
I'm never going to keep this up,
there is no way.
We can find somewhere to sit together.
Sit and fold like wings, soft as feather.
Edie is more needy than her faces show.
I don't know much about her
but that much, I know. And that she likes
the ride on the carousel.
The way the world spins under a magic spell.
The way you can stay on and not feel well
but that's the best place to be because no one can tell.