A Carney's Delirium

Off in a field, very far away.
Standing alone with too much to say, only yesterday.
Last week seemed like an eternity.
Working this town Fair calliope.
Aw, what’s left of me.
And you had hoped to be better.
And you’ve sustained some bad weather.
And you will keep it together.
Another State Fair along the road.
Can’t shake this feeling I’m tired and cold.
Aw, you’re growing old.
Thanks for the message, you’re very kind.
We all have the fear of getting left behind.
Aw, a state of mind.
And you had hoped to be better.
And you’ve sustained some bad weather.
And you will keep it together.