Текст песни Coney Island - Death Cab for Cutie

Sitting on a carousel ride
Without any music or lights

Everything was closed at Coney Island
And I could not help from smiling

I can hear the Atlantic echo back
Rollercoaster screams from summers past

And everything was closed at Coney Island
And I could not help from smiling

Brooklyn will fill the beach eventually
And everyone will go except me