What I thought I knew about love

Love is digging,
it is not a tick,
It is not blood sucking
It is time to quit
What I thought I knew about it
Has been overthrown by a new suit

The kings and queens of the merry-go-round
Go-round, and around, and up and down
And they dance in their throws
They swirl in their gowns
But where is the jester? He cannot be found

What I thought I knew about love
I'm dumbfounded,
I think it is fitting but that thought is illfounded
I  thought it was sweet, but it is rotten meat
And it smells in the wells, in the day's heat

What I thought I knew about love is forgotten
I left it in the lake, it has sunk to the bottom
My haystacks of mistakes are burning beside me
But I can't see for looking through the smoke
Which misguides me

What I thought I knew about love is all sold
I wrote it in the magazine had my words printed in gold
But they are too thin for the story to be told
So I try not to give - in, just God let me be bold