Breadcrumb Trail - Slint

Written by：Brian Mc Mahan/David Pajo/John Walford/Todd Brashear

I stepped out onto the midway I was looking for the pirate

Ship and saw this small old tent at one end it was blue

And had white lights hanging all around it I decided to check

Out the tent it seemed I could hear music coming from inside

As I walked toward it I passed a crowd of people at the sideshow

I couldn't figure out why they would want to wait in line I

Pulled back the drape thing on the tent there was a crystal

Ball at the table and behind it a girl wearing a hat she

Smiled and asked me if I wanted my fortune read I said okay

And sat down I thought about it for a minute and asked her

If she would rather go on the roller coaster instead

Creeping up into the sky stopping at the top and

Starting down the girl grabbed my hand I clutched it

Tight I said good bye to the ground

Far below a soiled man a bucket of torn tickets at his side

He watches as the children run by and picks his teeth

Spinning 'round my head begins to turn I shouted and searched the sky

For a friend I heard the fortune teller screaming back at me

We stuck out our hands and met the winds

The girl falters as she steps down from the platform she

Clutches her stomach and begins to heave the ticket taker

Smiles and the last car is ready who told you that you

Could leave

The sun was setting by the time we left we walked across

The deserted lot alone we were tired but we managed to smile

And the gate I said goodnight to the fortune teller the

Carnival sign threw colored shadows on her face but I could

Tell she was blushing