Paxton's Back Street Carnival

You take paths, take a ride

In the land that is high

High above what you strive

Where the dark never hides

All the joy at the back street carnival

Ferris wheels spinning 'round

From the sky to the ground

While your mind's swirling down

Caught within all the sounds

Of the joy at the back street carnival

Your eyes are sparkling

Your mind is moving fast

No need to hurry

The world won't be floating past

It will wait for you

Your eyes are sparkling

Your mind is moving fast

No need to hurry

The world won't be floating past

It will wait for you

Back street, back street carnival

Back street, back street carnival

Back street, back street carnival

Back street, back street carnival

Back street, back street carnival

Back street, back street carnival