Track Insight / Lyrics
I watch her wipe the counter down at night
The neon buzzes low, a broken light
She pours the coffee, black and thick as tar
She's counting tips inside a mason jar
The bumper cars sit frozen in the rain
She hums a tune that's mostly just a pain
Her apron's stained with grease and apple pie
She's watching all the autumn clouds roll by
Rust in the rain, the season's closing down
Rust in the rain, the quietest in town
She's wiping tables that ain't coming back
Rust in the rain, the paint is turning black
The cotton candy machine is out of pink
She rinses out the glasses in the sink
The merry-go-round is chained up to a post
She's buttering the toast she loves the most
Rust in the rain, the season's closing down
Rust in the rain, the quietest in town
She's wiping tables that ain't coming back
Rust in the rain, the paint is turning black
The roller coaster track is just a spine
Against a sky that's running out of time
She flips the sign from open to closed
And tucks a napkin where the sugar goes
The funhouse mirror's cracked from side to side
She keeps her lipstick in the pocket of her pride
The popcorn stand is leaking on the floor
She doesn't even lock the back screen door
I'm just a shaker full of salt and rust
She holds me like a memory or a trust
The season's ending, leaves are turning brown
She's the last one standing when the park shuts down
Rust in the rain, the season's closing down
Rust in the rain, the quietest in town
She's wiping tables that ain't coming back
Rust in the rain, the paint is turning black
Rust in the rain, the paint is turning black
The Ferris wheel is frozen in the rain
I'm the ketchup bottle, waiting on the pane
