Merry Go Round

Inside is outside
Everywhere no one can hide
Sitting in a door jam
There was a quiet figure of a man

Unused to embellishments
Acquired from establishments
But improvising efforts
Beyond the wide intelligence

His actions were his words

Now from one cynical herd
Of autos on the freeway
There came one wildly small
Enthusiastic 'hooray'

Like a prayer received from far away
In the middle of a fiery day
She turned and made her getaway

She found the good deed in the sun
(Purple green and yellow)
She told him she would like to hold it
(Truthful little fellow)
Not knowing what she'd done
It melted in the sun

The key to the merry go round is the merry
The key to the ferry town is the ferry
It sat on the bridge between happy and scary
The key to the merry go round is the merry

Lost and found on common ground
To rescue on the ladder must be climbed
Instead they got the brushes out
Began on every rung until the shined
Not knowing what they'd done
They painted in the sun

The key to the merry go round is the merry
The key to the ferry town is the ferry
The key to the merry go round is the merry
The key to the ferry town is the ferry

It sat on the bridge between happy and scary
Too long did the young man tarry
Who had stood for good and hope for the masses
Now melted, now sticky, licked up like molasses

Why ask us?
Why not ask us?
Why ask us?
Why not ask us?