Listening to Natalie Merchant’s Carnival with New Ears

As I was driving back from lunch with a friend in web development I listened to “Carnival” with fresher ears. It speaks a lot of truth. I’m curious how others read or (re)read the “wild and mystic prophet” character, but none the less pretty descriptive of our times:

I’ve walked these streets
A virtual stage
It seemed to me
Make up on their faces
Actors took their
Places next to me

I’ve walked these streets
In a carnival
Of sights to see
All the cheap thrill seekers
The vendors & the dealers
They crowded around me

Have I been blind
Have I been lost
Inside myself and
My own mind
Hypnotized
Mesmerized
By what my eyes have seen?

I’ve walked these streets
In a spectacle of wealth & poverty
In the diamond market
The scarlet welcome carpet
That they just rolled out for me

I’ve walked these streets
In the mad house asylum
They can be
Where a wild eyed misfit prophet
On a traffic island stopped
And he raved of saving me

Have I been blind
Have I been lost
Inside myself and
My own mind
Hypnotized
Mesmerized
By what my eyes have seen?