Wax on the Timber

You counted every crack across the maple lane
Decided what to scrap and how to mask the stain
You brought the paper down to clear the evening crowd
And told the neighborhood we talked a bit too loud

We watched your pencil draw the line
Assuming no one had the coin to sign

Wax on the timber, the circle stays ours tonight
Spinning under red light, we never gave up the floor
Wax on the timber, turning in circles tight
Our name is on the ledger right inside the door

You called the bank to lock the turnstile by the hall
Expecting empty rooms and dust along the wall
We gathered up the loose change from the bottom drawer
To keep the polished timber ringing as before

We watched your pencil draw the line
Assuming no one had the coin to sign

Wax on the timber, the circle stays ours tonight
Spinning under red light, we never gave up the floor
Wax on the timber, turning in circles tight
Our name is on the ledger right inside the door

You figured we would scatter in the dark
Leave only empty resin on the bark
We bought the mortgage, took the master key
And left you standing where the corners freeze

The roller rink is humming underneath our feet
No wrecking ball will touch this wooden sheet
You held the contract waiting for the final fall
Instead we turned the volume higher through the hall

Wax on the timber, the circle stays ours tonight
Spinning under red light, we never gave up the floor
Wax on the timber, turning in circles tight
Our name is on the ledger right inside the door

Under the red light
Right inside the door
Keep on the timber
Turning in circles tight