Rust eats my ribs like acid hash
Wheels groan slow on warped oak ties
Ferris wheel screams in silent flash
Cotton candy rots in paper skies
October wind slips through my doors
Dead leaves pile on frozen floors
No passengers ride these steel jaws
Just ghosts of summer's sticky paws
I'm the iron horse eating autumn dust
Hauling nothing but shadows and rust
Roller coaster ribs cage the grey sky
I whistle low where the cotton ghosts lie
Tracks end here where the midway dies
Peeling paint flakes like burnt batter
Pigeon shit stars the tilted cars
Tilt-A-Whirl spins in scatter
Broken neon drinks the stars
October wind slips through my doors
Dead leaves pile on frozen floors
No passengers ride these steel jaws
Just ghosts of summer's sticky paws
I'm the iron horse eating autumn dust
Hauling nothing but shadows and rust
Roller coaster ribs cage the grey sky
I whistle low where the cotton ghosts lie
Tracks end here where the midway dies
Funhouse mirrors crack my reflection
Distorted steel in morning frost
Merry-go-round holds nolection
Painted ponies nail the lost
I'm the iron horse eating autumn dust
Hauling nothing but shadows and rust
Roller coaster ribs cage the grey sky
I whistle low where the cotton ghosts lie
Tracks end here where the midway dies
Ticket booth rots with folded stubs
Turnstile frozen, rusted shut
Popcorn kernels, shriveled grubs
Silence heavy on the gut
I'm the iron horse eating autumn dust
Hauling nothing but shadows and rust
Roller coaster ribs cage the grey sky
I whistle low where the cotton ghosts lie
Tracks end here where the midway dies
Engine coughs a coal-black sneeze
Coupling clanks on the final bend
No calliope plays unease
Just steel and wind and bitter end
I'm the iron horse eating autumn dust
Hauling nothing but shadows and rust
Roller coaster ribs cage the grey sky
I whistle low where the cotton ghosts lie
Tracks end here where the midway dies
Iron horse rests where the midway dies
Wheels lock tight on the last cold rail
Steam sighs out like a final exhale