Carousel
"Carousel" is a song by British progressive metal band Haken. It is the third song on the band's sixth album, Virus.
Basis
NOTE: It's recommended that you know the basis of the album before you read this. |
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Lyrics
"The Strain" lyrics [Click here]
I’ve been holding on too tight to let you go
Now I’m sinking in the mire
Wish we could go back to how it was
But we’re too close to the wire
'Cross the line on my horizon
Sapiens pervade like a virus
Finding solace in isolation
If the wolf cries “boy”
Keep calm, carry on
Dead among the living
Nothing to believe in
Making sinners of saints
All the fears unfaced
Swarming all around me like ants
As the flame is prised away from the moth
Stronger in their numbers
Turning on each other
Is this out of our hands?
Holding too tight to let you go
I’m sinking in the mire
Wish we could go back to how it was
But we’re too close to the wire
If I give them an inch, they take a mile
Does love have to be tough?
Cruel to be kind
Think of all the people you have turned your back on
Do you mourn the lost souls
From your pale high horse?
I’ve been holding too tight to let you go
I’m sinking in the mire
Wish we could go back to how it was
But we’re too close to the wire
Fly without fear of landing
Welcome into the fold
Not all who wander shall shall be lost
Surrounded yet somewhat lonely
The carousel claims its toll
Paying a price, not counting costs
What if the weight is lifted
When we are all renewed
When will the penny ever drop?
Who will our burdens carry?
Who will not shed a tear
If our pulse should ever stop?
Hold on tight and never let me go
Take me back to how it was before
Hell knows I was holier than thou
But heavy is the head that wears the crown
Personnel
Haken
- Ross Jennings - vocals
- Richard Henshall - guitars
- Charlie Griffiths - guitars
- Diego Tejeida - keyboards
- Conner Green - bass
- Raymond Hearne - drums
Trivia
- Due to "Messiah Complex" being split into five tracks, "Carousel" is the longest song on Virus at 10:29.
Links
"The Strain" lyrics [Click here]
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I’ve been holding on too tight to let you go Now I’m sinking in the mire Wish we could go back to how it was But we’re too close to the wire 'Cross the line on my horizon Sapiens pervade like a virus Finding solace in isolation If the wolf cries “boy” Keep calm, carry on Dead among the living Nothing to believe in Making sinners of saints All the fears unfaced Swarming all around me like ants As the flame is prised away from the moth Stronger in their numbers Turning on each other Is this out of our hands? Holding too tight to let you go I’m sinking in the mire Wish we could go back to how it was But we’re too close to the wire If I give them an inch, they take a mile Does love have to be tough? Cruel to be kind Think of all the people you have turned your back on Do you mourn the lost souls From your pale high horse? I’ve been holding too tight to let you go I’m sinking in the mire Wish we could go back to how it was But we’re too close to the wire Fly without fear of landing Welcome into the fold Not all who wander shall shall be lost Surrounded yet somewhat lonely The carousel claims its toll Paying a price, not counting costs What if the weight is lifted When we are all renewed When will the penny ever drop? Who will our burdens carry? Who will not shed a tear If our pulse should ever stop? Hold on tight and never let me go Take me back to how it was before Hell knows I was holier than thou But heavy is the head that wears the crown |
- Ross Jennings - vocals
- Richard Henshall - guitars
- Charlie Griffiths - guitars
- Diego Tejeida - keyboards
- Conner Green - bass
- Raymond Hearne - drums