Из альбома: Runaway

Take a walk in a ghost town
The sky's as black as crows
They don't make cars like they used to here
Times, they change
And factories close

Take a ride on a ghost train
And stare at the windows
See time moves fast as a hurricane
But it's so strange
It feels so slow

Well sometimes it gets so cold down here
Well I swear it burns
The wind like fire coming off of the Great Lakes
Sometimes it gets so dark in here
Hey I see it turn
The emptiness that moves within my soul
Way on down in the ghost town

See the crash in the rust
See the ash in the dust
Feel it slipping through your hands
Falling on the shoes and the shoulders
Of the ragged man

See the pride and the shame
Like fire and the flame
Well it burns through every mind
And drops them like drunken soldiers
On the riverbanks

Well sometimes it gets so cold down here
Hey I swear it burns
The wind like fire coming off of the Great Lakes
Sometimes it gets so dark in here
Where I see it turn
The emptiness that moves within my soul
Way on down in the ghost town

Well sometimes it gets so cold down here
Hey I swear it burns
The wind like fire coming off of the Great Lakes
Sometimes it gets so dark in here
Oh I see it turn
The emptiness that moves within my soul
Way on down in the ghost town

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