Versuri 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.

amd 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.

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