Forward Into the Past

As a bloodshot moon rising on the cornfield

Since she went away

A rusty ax laying in the barnyard

It's seen better days

But thanks for telling him he should send

She's telling them to go straight to hell

Everyone, is heading for the city

Giving up on the land

Taking jobs with the big corporations

Too tired to make a stand

The dusty roads are all empty now

For wind and weather have taken 'em all to task

The frontier is returning

Forward into the past

From the silent frozen winter

To dark and endless night

Where the plains stretch out forever in a sea of barren white

To the billion dollar merchants

The bailouts in the east

Where currencies are mangled and Wall Street has a feast

Independence is outmoded, out of favor, out of synch

Abandoned and forgotten

Discarded in a blink

Of an eye

This hometown's nearly empty now

Schools and churches too

The trains have stopped for a hundred years

They just rumble through

The trucks stay out on the big highway

This whole way of life is fading fast

The tall grass is returning

Forward into the past

Forward into the past

Forward into the past

Forward into the past

Forward into the past