Track Insight / Lyrics
I topped the carousel so high
Where painted horses touched the sky
My copper breast caught morning light
Now rust has claimed my turning right
Vines climb the broken ticket booth
Cottonwood seeds kiss my copper tooth
No child's scream cuts through the air
Just dry leaves tumbling everywhere
Copper arrow stuck in vine
No wind turns this spine of mine
Ferris wheel won't spin no more
Autumn locks the fairground door
I watched the tilt-a-whirl go round
Screams like music, sweetest sound
My rooster tail would cut the breeze
Now frozen in the dying trees
Peeling paint on funhouse glass
Reflects the seasons as they pass
The midway games are stacked and sold
Their prizes bleached by summer gold
Copper arrow stuck in vine
No wind turns this spine of mine
Ferris wheel won't spin no more
Autumn locks the fairground door
I was forged to find the wind
To spin and tell where storms begin
Now tangled in a roller track
No breath to bring my bearing back
Once I pointed true due north
Guided travelers venturing forth
Now a copper rooster caught
In autumn's net, tangled taut
The wind forgets what I was taught
Copper arrow stuck in vine
No wind turns this spine of mine
Ferris wheel won't spin no more
Autumn locks the fairground door
Winter snow will bury broken rails
Cover up the fairy tales
I'll wait here through the frozen dark
A copper rooster, still and stark
Copper arrow stuck in vine
No wind turns this spine of mine
Ferris wheel won't spin no more
Autumn locks the fairground door
Copper arrow, copper arrow
Stuck in autumn, stuck in sorrow
Copper arrow, stuck in sorrow
No wind comes calling
Just rust and autumn falling
