a fairground attraction

Ein einzelner Vogel fliegt über das Meer vor einer beschädigten Mole, im Himmel sind Wolken zu sehen.
children with candyfloss prizes of goldfish
young men kill tin ducks with sharp shooter poses
the laughter of the lovers on the rickety stairs
the rumble of the diesel and the sounds of the fair
and old gypsy lady with soft spanish whispers
took my hands in hers and told me their secrets
your heart is a fire but his love is an ember
you must forget what you'll always remember
superstitious nonsense just a fairground attraction
i walked through the neons in search of distraction
but the tears in my eyes knew the thruth in my heart
she'd only confirmed what i knew at the start