Track Insight / Lyrics
I hike my flashlight beam where the haunted house stands
Neon city's forgotten, midsize hands
A crumbling prize booth, the Ferris wheel ceased
Ticket stubs scattered, dreams long since deceased
Raindrops sizzle, steam rises in the cold
I'm the last watchman, with the park empty, old
Each lonely hour echoes like a ticking clock
Until the dawn breaks, when my vigil will lock
Endless loop, spinning in the night
Ghosts of joy and screams, without a fight
Endless loop, reflections of the past
Fading embers, in this amusement park at last
The funhouse mirror, like a hall of shame
Stretching, compressing, distorting our fame
Rust and riot of color, Twister game board
On deserted Midways, melodies half-smored
Raindrops sizzle, steam rises in the cold
I'm the last watchman, with the park empty, old
Each lonely hour echoes like a ticking clock
Until the dawn breaks, when my vigil will lock
Endless loop, spinning in the night
Ghosts of joy and screams, without a fight
Endless loop, reflections of the past
Fading embers, in this amusement park at last
Time shots past in snippets, behind these gates
Memories frayed, stories wait to be fated
Peeling paint reveals the weathered wood
Yet magic still whispers, 'this world was good?'
Endless loop, spinning in the night
Ghosts of joy and screams, without a fight
Endless loop, reflections of the past
Fading embers, in this amusement park at last
So I stand here amidst neon brittle glow
As rain clears, and dawn's first light begins to flow
These rides will slumber, till the seasons turn
And when I leave, this place remains untouched and yearns
