Life is a dark carnival
Rusted games and broken lights
Love is the path through it
Broken glass and torn tights
We are, we were, we’ll be again
Broken down to dust and sand
It ends and it begins again
We turn around
Like painted clowns
In a dark carnival
Love is a fleeting moment
A dizzy midway right
And pain is
The price we pay for being thrown so high
We are, we were, we’ll be again
Tossed aloft to fall back when
We reach the apex and descend
We all fall down
Like painted clowns
In the dark carnival
Life is a sudden spotlight
That pins us to the ground
Death is the slow fade out
To the darkness all around
We are, we were, we’ll be again
Blinded by the lights of men
We fly and we descend
Back to the ground
We fall down
To the dark carnival
Dark carnival
Introspective, homespun folk tunes from John Donne that feel informed by the sugary bleakness of '80s and '90s indie pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 1, 2023