Here is your ticket the ticket man said
Now step aside son the shows over there
You turn apprehensive alone in a crowd
The smiles could be snakes but you know better now...

It's a merry go round, finally I'm in that place
Where the horse are smiling people
I'm sure its a dream but I'm happy to be here
So spin me around in this merry go round
And I'm driving a cloud my horn is a lovers whisper
and she purring to come back to bed
and the sun will come down and warm us for breakfast
And every bit of your face is a merry go round

could be I'm dying approaching an end
could be a flashback from E when I was 19
the ticket man smiles could be he remembers
the day I showed up with no friends
and the horsed back then all played villains
the elephants roared like and untrusting world
but they're all gentle now!