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Your Fairground

Your Fairground

Where does the sun go when you're all gone?

And your dirty checked shirt
And your floppy white pants
Why this sadness and the hurt
That accompanies the dance of love
Fill my window?

Where does the light go when you're ending?

And your crumpled up kid
And your roller picker teeth
And the water where you sip
You have given me belief in man
A terrible man

Turned are the pages of my book
Surprise me with your mouth of trouble
Every single liberty is hooked, I'm taking double
Spin me around, show me to your fairground

Where does the day go when the eye falls?

And the jockey white clothes
And the greenest of the hills
And the smell of human clothes
And the coin and the kills of birds
And your beautiful words

Turned are the pages of my book
Surprise me with your mouth of trouble
Every single liberty is hooked, I'm taking double
Spin me around, show me to your fairground

Where does the sun go when you are gone?
Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go when you are gone?
Where does the sun go?

Where does the sun go when you are gone?
Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go when you are gone?
Where does the sun go?

Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go?

Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go?

Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go?

We're gone
Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go?
Where does the sun go?

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