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Coffin Carousel Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/2XzkJL... Lyrics Midnight teeth on the ferris lights Paint peeled saints and paper-white Ticket of ash, I take your hand Heartbeat drum as the music bans Calliope grin with a bent gold tune Mirror-maze eyes and a bloodless moon If wheels need pulse to start their slow Give me your rhythm—don't let go Round and round the darkness goes coffin carousel, we chose Chain-rattle time, the horses groan We rise and fall on borrowed bones Round and round the darkness goes coffin carousel, we chose Your heart in mine, the axles sing We only move if our pulses cling Cotton-sweet rot in the winter air Fortune cards burned to keep us there I hear your name in the tent-flap hiss Cold brass pole, communion kiss Ticket-taker with a stitched-up mouth Counts our beats to drag us south If speed is breath and breath is debt Lean in closer—pay it yet Round and round the darkness goes coffin carousel, we chose Chain-rattle time, the horses groan We rise and fall on borrowed bones Round and round the darkness goes coffin carousel, we chose Your heart in mine, the axles sing We only move if our pulses cling Doom-toms thunder, spokes confess Calliope warps into emptiness Grip the mane of the midnight steed Count to ten—make the shadows feed If one heart stalls, the world goes still The bulbs go black above the hills So take my pulse and wear it tight Lace it through your veins tonight I'll be the drum, you be the wheel Turn me 'til the gravesites reel Round and round the darkness goes coffin carousel, we chose Chain-rattle time, the horses groan We rise and fall on borrowed bones Round and round the darkness goes coffin carousel, we chose Two hearts welded, iron ring We only move when our pulses sing Last lap fades to a phantom bell We stop together, under the spell Hands still locked where the black wind fell Our hearts the engine, the carousel