Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading gold,
A silent park, a story told.
The gears unwind, the shadows creep,
Lost laughter in a winter sleep.
Bent lampposts watch the empty track,
A rusted swing, there's no turning back.
Each painted horse, a fading dream,
Reflecting light in a silver gleam.
Ghostlight carousel, spinning slow,
A fragile echo of long ago.
Illuminated ghosts begin to play,
Chasing shadows of yesterday.
My hands rebuild the broken chime,
Counting seconds lost to passing time.
A winding key, a gentle start,
To mend a fractured, lonely heart.
Ghostlight carousel, spinning slow,
A fragile echo of long ago.
Illuminated ghosts begin to play,
Chasing shadows of yesterday.
I polish brass 'til it softly glows,
A hidden world, nobody knows.
The calliope breathes a whispered plea,
For memories to set spirits free.
Ghostlight carousel, spinning slow,
A fragile echo of long ago.
Illuminated ghosts begin to play,
Chasing shadows of yesterday.
The ticket booth stands, a vacant shell,
Where joyful shouts once bravely fell.
I trace the lines of a painted face,
Lost in this forgotten, haunted space.
Ghostlight carousel, spinning bright,
Igniting darkness with golden light!
Illuminated ghosts are free to roam,
Finding solace in a lost home!
The music fades, the gears descend,
A silent promise until the end.
Dust motes settle, softly now,
A ghostlight glow, a whispered vow.
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