the last carnival

sun down,sun down,taking all the tents down,where have you gone?my handsome billy


my grandpa billy took my hand and walked me into the Indiana fair grounds,the smell of popcorn and candy filled the air.children laughing and screaming,joy everywhere.his hand shook lightly.

my darling' billy?

i went on every ride i could,enjoying myself.grandpa billy seemed worn out,but had done nothing,he sat down alone and watched me play.

we won't be dancing together on the high wire facing the lions with you at my side anymore  we wont be breathing the smoke and the fire on the midway..

grandpa billy seemed sad about something,but i didn't know what.he made sure i had fun that day.

hanging from the trapeze my wrist waiting for your wrist,two daredevils high up the wall of death you throwing the knife that lands inches from my heart 
sundown.

this was a good memory for me,he made sure it was,though he could not do much he did his best to make me happy that day

moon rise moon rise the light that was in your eyes has gone away
day break day break the thing in you that made me ache has gone to stay

i visited my grandpa billy in the hospital,his soul was slowly starting to leave already that i could tell,his time on this earth was coming to an end as the cancer spreed threw him

we'll be riding the train without you tonight he train that keeps moving its black smoke scotching the evening sky a million stars shining above us like every soul living and dead has been gathered together by god to sing a hymn over your bones 
sun down
sun down
empty are the fair grounds
where are you now my handsome billy

my grandma is strong,she does not cry much at his funeral,i cry not one tear.i remember that night at the fair grounds and smile,
he wouldn't want me to cry
he wanted me to be happy 


(basted off the song the last carnival by bruse springsteen)
r.i.p grandpa billy.