Paved over a burial ground
Skeletons make cynical sounds
I needn't hear no more
Got sick on the merry-go-round
So I tossed all of the pennies I'd found right past the fountain
It's not working, I'm just circling...
So I'll take every coaster I can
And decorate the leaves with my pen pa**age by pa**age
I've got all these baited hooks in my hand
I'll cast them out and reel them back in pa**ion by pa**ion
Well it's working, it's working...
The rain fades off of the stage
The stiff ice eased by the sunlight
A wet haze giving away to clean light
Paved over a burial ground