Track Insight / Lyrics
Griddle's cold, the coffee's stale
Just a diner, keeping vigil, through the vale
Autumn leaves fall, a crisp October night
Parking lot shadows, bathed in amber light
Spin me a story, waitress, with a tired smile
Of families gathered, laughter for a while
Before the rides fell silent, the music turned low
Before the magic faded, and the crowds all went home
Neon ghosts, they haunt this place
Smiling faces, lost in space
Remembered whispers, echoes in the breeze
Empty carousel, beneath the faded trees
Chrome bumpers gleam, a dusty hue
Broken windows, a ghostly view
Ticket booths stand, like silent guards
Protecting secrets, lost in forgotten yards
Spin me a story, waitress, with a weary sigh
Of carousel horses, reaching for the sky
Before the Ferris wheel creaked its final spin
Before the park fell silent, and the lights all went dim
Neon ghosts, they haunt this place
Smiling faces, lost in space
Remembered whispers, echoes in the breeze
Empty carousel, beneath the faded trees
Streetlights flicker, casting shadows long
Lonely echoes, a forgotten song
The scent of popcorn, lingers in the air
A phantom memory, a bittersweet affair
Spin me a story, waitress, with a knowing stare
Of fireworks bursting, and promises to share
Before the laughter stopped, and the music died
Before the magic vanished, with the turning tide
Neon ghosts, they haunt this place
Smiling faces, lost in space
Remembered whispers, echoes in the breeze
Empty carousel, beneath the faded trees
Winter's coming, a cold embrace
Another season, in this lonely space
But in the morning, when the sun shines bright
Neon ghosts will dance, in the pale morning light
Neon ghosts, they haunt this place
Smiling faces, lost in space
Remembered whispers, echoes in the breeze
Empty carousel, beneath the faded trees
Waitress pours coffee, with a weary smile
Another diner, closing in for a while
Neon ghosts, watching from afar
Remembering dreams, beneath a fallen star
Neon ghosts, they haunt this place
Smiling faces, lost in space
Remembered whispers, echoes in the breeze
Empty carousel, beneath the faded trees
Empty carousel, beneath the faded trees
