[Intro] [wind, distant dead calliope, no crowd Spoken lyrics] The night spent all its color Morning counts what's left [Verse 1] Morning doesn't clap It just inventories the dark No tickets, no teeth, no booth left to talk The wheel is a skeleton stuck in the park I get down when the height stops paying Dirt in the paint where the grin used to stay [Verse 2] The tents are suggestions The lights are just wire A sweet-smelling nothing Where the party caught fire I waited for music It didn't come back The quiet is honest I don't know how to act [Chorus] [small, hollow] Ashes on the dawn Nothing gold Nothing gone loud enough to matter Ashes on the dawn The pretty burned down And the morning doesn't flatter [Rap] [minimal beat, dry, finished] I got down when there was nothing left to see The fire looked honest from the dirt. That was new No rose, no wheel, no vantage to rent Just a night that stopped lying when the money was spent I liked the view. I can say that now It doesn't make me holy. It just takes off the mouth [Final Chorus] [once, then thinner] Ashes on the dawn Nothing gold Nothing gone loud enough to matter Ashes on the dawn The pretty burned down And the morning doesn't flatter [Outro] [calliope fragment dies mid-note, wind only] No encore No refund Just day.
