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The Crooked Night

V6-MINI

[Intro] Come a little closer Keep your good coat on The midway is sleeping But the bulbs are still warm [Verse 1] You found me by the ticket booth With rain upon your sleeve A paper crown tilted sideways Like you had somewhere to be You smiled as if you knew me From a summer long ago I held your hand through painted doors And let the whole world go [Pre-Chorus] Say my name beneath your breath Like a secret you can keep When the calliope turns crooked Meet me where the horses sleep [Chorus] Come round, come round, my darling Take the ribbon from my hair Come round, come round, my darling Tell me you were always there Sweet as a painted promise Low as thunder under skin Come round, come round, my darling Let the crooked night begin [Choir] Come round, come round Let the night begin Come round, come round Let the night begin [Verse 2] Your lipstick on a paper cup Your jacket on my chair The little clown above the gate Keeps grinning at the air You say the dawn can have us back You say it like a prayer I lean into your shoulder And pretend we’re not going anywhere [Pre-Chorus] Say my name beneath your breath Like a secret you can keep When the calliope turns crooked Meet me where the horses sleep [Chorus] Come round, come round, my darling Take the ribbon from my hair Come round, come round, my darling Tell me you were always there Sweet as a painted promise Low as thunder under skin Come round, come round, my darling Let the crooked night begin [Bridge] [Female, intimate] If the lights go out, stay near If the ride stops, hold me here Your warm hand, my borrowed crown One more turn before we come down [Choir] Stay near, stay near Hold me here One more turn Before we come down [Final Chorus] Come round, come round, my darling Take the ribbon from my hair Come round, come round, my darling Tell me you were always there Sweet as a painted promise Low as thunder under skin Come round, come round, my darling Let the crooked night begin [Outro] Come round, come round The ticket’s worn and thin Come round, come round Let the crooked night begin