Track Insight / Lyrics
The gate is locked, the carousel still
The fog rolls in across the hill
Once I trimmed the lamp to yellow
Now the tide can turn the dial
I know the squeak beneath the swing
The ticket booth with peeling paint
The bumper cars refuse to ring
While coaster shadows gather faint
I poured the diesel in the tanks
And salted tracks where rust lay deep
The clown still holds a cardboard thanks
For children lost beneath the leap
Come on, ghosts, the park is closed
The lamps are low, the lanes are froze
I kept the switch and kept the key
So follow me beyond the sea
The fog may hide the ferris crown
The band still plays when lights go down
Come on, ghosts, the park is closed
The midway dreams in silver folds
The popcorn kettle breathes a cloud
The fortune teller's tent is dark
I sweep the steps, I say aloud
The wheel can turn without a spark
The gallery holds my weatherproof coat
The harbor bell is rusting red
I leave one lamp beside the boat
A crooked light for coming dead
The pigeons strut along the rail
As if the morning whistle failed
I wind the clock, I bend the bail
Then tell the sea the park has sailed
Come on, ghosts, the park is closed
The lamps are low, the lanes are froze
I kept the switch and kept the key
So follow me beyond the sea
The fog may hide the ferris crown
The band still plays when lights go down
Come on, ghosts, the park is closed
The midway dreams in silver folds
And when the lighthouse flashes white
I'll trim the wick and make it right
The coaster rails begin to sing
I'll leave the whole damn lighthouse lit
Come on, ghosts, the park is closed
The lamps are low, the lanes are froze
I kept the switch and kept the key
So follow me beyond the sea
The fog may hide the ferris crown
The band still plays when lights go down
Come on, ghosts, the park is closed
The midway dreams in silver folds
I lock the gate and pull the chain
The fog forgets the names I knew
One yellow lamp remains awake
A doorway shining straight on through
