And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock
Took the only flag we had in town
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber
Main Street windows will need boardin'
Last year they closed down the post office
That old familiar echo has finally died away
Leavin' nothin' but broken promises
Without the call of the 8:15
Mornings feel so damn sad these days
I walked you to the station
That the wheels will stop turnin'
The train in the station, your uniform on fire
That old brick building still stands like a Cenotaph
These foolish dreams must stop
The whistles will stop blowin'
Was the train that you were on
We kissed and you were gone
The longest train I'd ever seen
And now that we've got nothin' left to take, we're told
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock
Where there once was a mighty scream
The whistles will stop blowin'
That the TV station will be closin'
These foolish dreams must stop
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock
Where there once was small town dreams
The band plays a little louder
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber
I dream at night about your comin' home
And now that we've got nothin' left to take, we're told
To a vision lost and buried in a very distant past
Oh, I guess these foolish dreams must stop
That the wheels will stop turnin'
And as we embrace, your cap falls off
And now that we've got nothin' left to take, we're told
Leaving nothin' but a chill
As you step onto the platform
Looks like this town is finally gonna die away
