

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Ferris wheel frozen, stuck against the moon Paint peelin' off the signs, but the colors still bloom Tall grass in the midway, cracks in the arcade Nature took the whole damn park we used to be afraid of Carousel horses got moss on their eyes Roller coaster tracks disappear into the vines Ticket booth shattered, old maps in the rain Like the whole place got swallowed but remembers every name [Pre-Chorus] The wind still hums through the rusted steel Like ghosts of summer nights are haunting what is real Every broken light still flickers in my brain This place was built for joy, now it's drowning in the rain [Chorus] And the ivy climbs higher on the carnival gates Foxes sleep where the children used to race The sky turns gold through the old cracked glass And the years move slow while the seasons pass It's beautiful, it's eerie, it's falling apart Like a dead amusement park with a beating heart [Verse 2] Bumper cars buried underneath the weeds Birds build nests where the prize booth used to be The haunted house is hollow, bats sleep in the dark And roots break through the pavement running wild through the park Cotton candy posters fading into gray The mirrors in the funhouse still reflect yesterday Every broken ride got a story in the dust Of all the people that it carried before it turned to rust [Pre-Chorus] The wind still hums through the rusted steel Like ghosts of summer nights are haunting what is real Every broken light still flickers in my brain This place was built for joy, now it's drowning in the rain [Chorus] And the ivy climbs higher on the carnival gates Foxes sleep where the children used to race The sky turns gold through the old cracked glass And the years move slow while the seasons pass It's beautiful, it's eerie, it's falling apart Like a dead amusement park with a beating heart [Bridge] No more music in the air Just the sound of crows somewhere No more neon, no more cheers Just vines wrapping around the years [Final Chorus] And the ivy climbs higher on the carnival gates Foxes sleep where the children used to race The sky turns gold through the old cracked glass And the years move slow while the seasons pass It's beautiful, it's eerie, it's falling apart Like a dead amusement park with a beating heart
Tags
Industrial rock, dark synthwave, loud drums, distorted guitars, eerie ambience, cinematic, haunting vocals, ambient, roc
5:08
No
4/18/2026