Look out, here we go again The carousel spins So topsy and turvy We find ourselves where we began Now present is past The first is now last And the coin always lands on its head The joke it was made The cards that we played Are the same ones left in our hand Are we in control? Are the dice being rolled? Are we broken, and beaten, and shattered? Can we rebuild these walls From the pieces that fall? Beat the odds, pave the path less travelled What choice can we make With all options the same? Guess we'll stick with the cards in our hand The coin with two faces Grins through the flames When our memories haunt us again Once more at the end We find ourselves where we began Around we keep spinning Look out, here we go again