Neon pier, the boards are still warm
Fishing boats have all put out their lamps
Someone chalked a name beside the storm drain
And the tide is walking backwards to the dark
The water keeps a slower time
Every light is leaning on the rail
And the night is going well
A paper cup is rolling past the gate
The ferris wheel is holding still
Neon pier, the color runs to sea
Every light is leaning on the rail
And the night is going well
Neon pier
