Flashlight cuts the autumn fog
Beam finds rust on wooden cog
Ticket booth with paint peeled pale
Carved initials tell a tale
October Ferris wheel stands tall
No spun-sweet clouds no carnival call
Alto breath on cold brick wall
Hums the chorus through it all
Thermos lid steam curls and rises
Meets the chill in pale disguises
Pigeons roost on tilted cars
Dreams of cotton candy stars
October Ferris wheel stands tall
No spun-sweet clouds no carnival call
Alto breath on cold brick wall
Hums the chorus through it all
Sunday vestments polyester blend
Hymnal pages frayed at the end
Choir director baton wave
Taught me how to split the stave
October Ferris wheel stands tall
No spun-sweet clouds no carnival call
Alto breath on cold brick wall
Hums the chorus through it all
Dawn bleeds pink through safety glass
Night shift ends but I don't pass
Keys stay heavy in my coat
Ferris wheel becomes my note
October Ferris wheel stands tall
No spun-sweet clouds no carnival call
Alto breath on cold brick wall
Hums the chorus through it all
October Ferris wheel won't fall