Track Insight / Lyrics
Old rusted gates stay locked and tight
Cold autumn air brings out the light
I watch the path from high above
The kind of view the night birds love
Dry maple leaves spin on the street
I hear the click of heavy feet
A lonely walk through painted wood
I'd stop the clock if only I could
One step, two step, walking slow
Where the dead carnival lights glow
Counting the beat on a concrete floor
Walking right past the ticket door
The Ferris wheel is frozen still
A giant ghost upon the hill
The popcorn machine is gray and cold
The summer stories have all been told
One step, two step, walking slow
Where the dead carnival lights glow
Counting the beat on a concrete floor
Walking right past the ticket door
The wind kicks up a salty spray
The colorful paint has peeled away
I dive down low in a sudden sweep
While the tired town is fast asleep
Leather soles hit the gravel grit
A cigarette is newly lit
I track the heat of a human trace
Across this empty, hollow place
The carousel horse has lost its gold
The iron bars are damp and old
Ten more paces to the outer wall
I watch the last red autumn leaf fall
One step, two step, walking slow
Where the dead carnival lights glow
Counting the beat on a concrete floor
Walking right past the ticket door
One, two, three, four.
Just past the door.
Counting the steps.
