1970 Burt Blileven Rookie Card letra

the mist is lifted to reveal an abandon road.
leading to a discarded train track town.
the sign still reads "rooms to let"
even though this place has been vacant for decades.
we've been vacant for decades.
this village died with the locomotive.
families now forged by automobiles and airplanes.
do these things make it easier to be close,
or effortless to leave?
these poor walls used to be called home,
but the occupants didn't bother to board them up
before moving on to the next big thing.
these tattered sidewalks tell their stories,
and then beg for use again.
children's laughter still permeates through backyards.
tree-forts, and tire-swings.
family meals give way to golden arches.
progress has a price,
and i am not sure i can flip the bill.

Small Towns Burn A Little Slower - Letras

• 1970 Burt Blileven Rookie Card
• 27 Guys Named Steve
• A Flower Cross
• A Tune Of Panic
• Alias: The Beekeeper
• Answers
• Asleep In Life's Waiting Room
• Churches And Hospitals
• Forget The Fashion
• Help! There's A Con Artist Under My Bed!
• If You've Got Soul
• It's A Death Curse
• Last Blast Off
• Last Will In Testimony
• Lullaby For Sleeping Babies
• Meth Is The New America
• Millstones And Milestones
• Money Make The Man
• Not Mistaken Or Faked
• Rooftops Won't Come To You
• RX Drive
• Saw My Youth
• Spittin' Truths
• The Giver
• Wait For Me Abby Bernstein
• Wake Up
• What Is It Worth?