Grease stains map the counter top
Violin wakes where the paint won't stop
Ferris wheel rusted in October wind
Four strings tremble where the metal's pinned
Wipe the grill with a rag worn smooth
Bow draws breath in a wooden groove
Old violin hums beneath the closed gate
Autumn wind plays what the summer made
Cotton candy ghosts on the midway ground
Wood sings sweet where the rust runs down
Hear the melody nobody hears
Music rises when the park disappears
Regular Joe orders eggs over light
Strings vibrate through the iron night
Ketchup bottle stands like a sentinel
Bridge holds tension where the varnish fell
Bell dings sharp for the order up
Harmonic rings in a chipped tea cup
Old violin hums beneath the closed gate
Autumn wind plays what the summer made
Cotton candy ghosts on the midway ground
Wood sings sweet where the rust runs down
Hear the melody nobody hears
Music rises when the park disappears
Pie case hums with a fluorescent buzz
Pegs turn slow where the fingerboard was
Cherry lattice, apple crumb crust
Light catches rosin on the bow's first thrust
Fork scrapes plate in a steady beat
Arco sings where the rollercoaster seat
Old violin hums beneath the closed gate
Autumn wind plays what the summer made
Cotton candy ghosts on the midway ground
Wood sings sweet where the rust runs down
Hear the melody nobody hears
Music rises when the park disappears
Close the grill, wipe the flat top clean
Walk the path where the lights have been
Sit on bench where the wood is cold
Hear the story the violin told
No audience left but the falling leaves
Just the song that the darkness weaves
Dawn breaks slow over hash browns and toast
Final note drops where the park matters most
Case snaps shut on the velvet red
Tune walks home in the cook's tired head
Apron hangs on the hook by the door
Melody lingers on the checkered floor
Old violin hums beneath the closed gate
Autumn wind plays what the summer made
Cotton candy ghosts on the midway ground
Wood sings sweet where the rust runs down
Hear the melody nobody hears
