Art Nation - Ghost Town

Have you ever been forced to silence?
It feels like a brand new world.
Have you ever been accused of defiance?
It seems like the tables have turned.
I remember the days when we used to sit and talk.
I remember the ways we used to.
It feels like a hundred years, a thousand fears and a million tears.
This town! This town! This town!
When you feel it all come crashing down, it’s too late to turn around.
Like a wrecking ball it hits you to the ground.
When you face the wall and hits you hard, it’s like a thousand pounds.
You will see — what I mean.
This town! This town! This town!
It’s a same old situation, getting more and more absurd.
Whatever happend to the nation?
It’s clear to me the lines are blurred.
I’m a stranger in town and I just drive around.
I’ve got no place on my arm, I feel it to the bone.
It feels like a hundred years, a thousand fears and a million tears.
When you feel it all come crashing down, it’s too late to turn around.
Like a wrecking ball it hits you to the ground.
When you face the wall and hits you hard, it’s like a thousand pounds.
You will see — what I mean.
When you feel it all come crashing down, it’s too late to turn around.
Like a wrecking ball it hits you to the ground.
Hits you to the ground!
When you feel it all come crashing down, it’s too late to turn around.
Like a wrecking ball it hits you to the ground.
When you face the wall and hits you hard, it’s like a thousand pounds.
You will see — what I mean.
This town is a Ghost Town!