Kill the Burner Blind

[Кіріспе] [Куплет 1] Salt on the glass, gulls cutting the air You wave from the platform, tickets in hand I know every clank in this old iron car Every steep turn, every bolt, every span Then the haul rope starts singing a ragged note Bright little threads peel out by the wheel I ease the lever; the whole cabin slows While the sea keeps moving below our steel [Қайырма] Hold on, hold on, we’re bringing you through One careful turn and the upper gate’s in view You crowd the windows, i keep my hand steady We’ll reach the top when the brake says ready Hold on, hold on, don’t lean to the side I’ll crank us home on this cliffside ride [Куплет 2] A child counts waves; someone checks the time A paper cup rolls under a seat The control room crackles, “keep the line open— Afternoon rush is already on its feet” I take the hand wheel, notch after notch Feel every tooth as the drum unwinds No room for hurry, no room for show Just the next safe mark and the next clear sign [Қайырма] Hold on, hold on, we’re bringing you through One careful turn and the upper gate’s in view You crowd the windows, i keep my hand steady We’ll reach the top when the brake says ready Hold on, hold on, don’t lean to the side I’ll crank us home on this cliffside ride [Guitar solo] [Көпір] The rope can fray; the rules stay clear Keep your voices low, keep the children near One more notch, one more measured climb The station bell will sound in time [Қайырма] Hold on, hold on, we’re bringing you through One careful turn and the upper gate’s in view You crowd the windows, i keep my hand steady We’ll reach the top when the brake says ready Hold on, hold on, don’t lean to the side I’ll crank us home on this cliffside ride