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Lyrics
Rust on the swing set, paint peelin' off the porch
Cobwebs hangin' heavy, like a forgotten church
Wind whispers through the barley, a lonely, mournful tune
Same song it's been singin' since this farm went out of bloom
This town's a ghost town, a heart that used to beat
Now it's just a hollow echo, down by the dusty street
Dreams dried up like the cornfields, parched and cracked with pain
Just another forgotten story, whispered in the rain
Mama's faded photograph, smile that used to shine
Now it mocks the emptiness, a constant, cruel reminder
Daddy left to chase a fortune, never comin' back around
Just a faded picture dreamin' on a piece of dusty ground
This town's a ghost town, a heart that used to beat
Now it's just a hollow echo, down by the dusty street
Dreams dried up like the cornfields, parched and cracked with pain
Just another forgotten story, whispered in the rain
The only sound that lingers, is the creakin' of the swing
A lonely melody of memories, a broken, rusted thing
Guess I'll just keep on sittin', watchin' life go by this way
Another soul lost in the silence, another empty day
This town's a ghost town, a heart that used to beat
Now it's just a hollow echo, down by the dusty street
Dreams dried up like the cornfields, parched and cracked with pain
Just another forgotten story, whispered in the rain
Yeah, just another story, whispered in the rain
Fading with the memories, and the heartache and the pain
Lost in the forgotten fields, where hope will never reign.