At six I locked the lamp
Then fog came walking in
It swallowed every seat
And every brass machine
The bumper cars sat still
No thunder on the hills
The coaster's bones show white
Beyond the turning gate
A popcorn cart leaks red
Across the waiting shed
The ticket windows stare
At weather dressed in gray
The park is closed now
And fog is all around
No carousel can turn
No trumpet wakes the town
We ride the unseen rail
And laugh above the cloud
I know the sea's old mood
It hides the sharpest sound
But laughter breaks the hush
And wakes the empty dust
We borrow every spark
From one forgotten lamp
The park is closed now
And fog is all around
No carousel can turn
No trumpet wakes the town
We ride the unseen rail
And laugh above the cloud
I kept the coast alight
Through every warning bell
But tonight I leave it dark
To hear the carousel
The sea can hold the lamp
The sky can hold the spark
By noon the fog is thin
A turn comes rolling in
The child cuts through the gate
And drags a kite by string
The band starts up again
As if the storm had planned
The park is waking now
And sunlight bends the rails
The carousel spins round
And laughter shakes the ground
We ride where echoes fall
Together, one and all
I turn my back from sea
And leave the lamp asleep
The fog is lifting white
Across the morning light
The gate swings wide once more
I follow down the shore
