Ghost Town - Art Nation

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!