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I'm a cracked ceramic mug on a shelf
She poured me full when the world was herself
Now the autumn wind is scratching at the glass
I'm holding heat from a season that passed
She wiped me down with a rag every night
Under fluorescent buzz and the fryer light
Her name tag said "Dot" in a crooked line
I held her coffee, she held her time
I'm rust and tinsel, I'm a chipped-up thing
She's a waitress ghost in a carousel swing
The park is shuttered, but the lights still hum
I'm waiting on a woman who will never come
The roller coaster's bones are turning brown
She'd watch it from the counter upside down
Her apron strings were frayed and thin
I watched the weather wearing out her skin
I'm rust and tinsel, I'm a chipped-up thing
She's a waitress ghost in a carousel swing
The park is shuttered, but the lights still hum
I'm waiting on a woman who will never come
The regulars ask where she went
I just steam and say she's spent
But I keep her seat pulled out
Like a prayer I don't know how to shout
Her order pad's still under the till
A pencil stub with a broken will
I hear the gravel when the pickup trucks roll
She left her tip jar and her soul
The maple leaves are piling at the door
She doesn't wipe the counters anymore
I'm a vessel for a life she outgrew
Still tasting like the coffee she once knew
I'm rust and tinsel, I'm a chipped-up thing
She's a waitress ghost in a carousel swing
The park is shuttered, but the lights still hum
I'm waiting on a woman who will never come
Coffee's cold, the griddle's grey
I'm the spoon that she left behind
