He wrote her name with a needle gun
In black and blue
"Your eyes are stone," she said
"Beautiful and dead
And I wish you well"

I took a turn on this carousel
How long ago now, I never can tell
I never stopped to wonder

Maybe a morning, maybe a thousand years
I only walk high wires
To tend an Eden of magnolias dying

And though I'm coarse and primitive
I wish love, Lord, I wish love could live forever
What I once saw burning bright as hell
Now here comes that weird chill
I don't stop to wonder

I thrеaded her name through thе needle's eye as it frayed
Tied the ends and stitched it up
Then hung my head down and wept
But I wish you well

Who'll pray for the killer's sake?
I used to be so wide awake
Mm, like certain mornings
That last a thousand hours
Though I'm coarse and primitive
I wish love, Lord, I wish love could live forever
I'm burning bright at hell
Here comes that weird chill
But I wish you well
"Your eyes are stone," she said
"Truly beautiful and dead
I wish you well"
I only ride on this carousel
But, I never really stop to wonder