歌词
They walked away with dreams in a sack
The town stayed quiet they won't look back
The streets grew colder the echoes thin
And every door creaked where life had been
Fields once golden now wear the gray
Laughter of children faded away
The church bell rings like an empty chime
A hollow reminder of passing time
Oh who'll stay to light the fires
Who'll mend the broken wires
The heart of home now far and wide
A lament for those left behind
The tracks run west where they disappear
Echoing steps fall year by year
The barstool's vacant the jukebox mute
An empty orchestra strums its last lute
They took the sun and left the shade
The dreams of fortune the choice they made
But shadows linger on stone and pine
While we keep watch on the boundary line
Oh who'll stay to light the fires
Who'll mend the broken wires
The heart of home now far and wide
A lament for those left behind
Written by: Sandro Manke
