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Mornings feel so damn sad these days Without the call of the 8:15 That old familiar echo has finally died away Leaving nothin' but a chill Where there once was a mighty scream And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber I've watched the coal cars steal our rock And now that we've got nothin' left to take, we're told That the wheels will stop turnin' The whistles will stop blowin' These foolish dreams must stop Last year they closed down the post office Took the only flag we had in town That old brick building still stands like a Cenotaph To a vision lost and buried in a very distant past And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber I've watched the coal cars steal our rock And now that we've got nothin' left to take, we're told That the wheels will stop turnin' The whistles will stop blowin' These foolish dreams must stop The longest train I'd ever seen Was the train that you were on I walked you to the station We kissed and you were gone I dream at night about your comin' home The train in the station, your uniform on fire As you step onto the platform The band plays a little louder And as we embrace, your cap falls off Oh, I guess these foolish dreams must stop Mornings feel so damn sad these days Without the call of the 8:15 Looks like this town is finally gonna die away Leavin' nothin' but broken promises Where there once was small town dreams And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber I've watched the coal cars steal our rock And now that we've got nothin' left to take, we're told That the TV station will be closin' Main Street windows will need boardin' That these foolish dreams must stop