Is this how it was intended???

The sunrise over smokestacks in the Midwest.

the beauty of this abandoned factory.

Christmas lights blinking on and off all out of time

in what used to be,

Your pink house dreams of a middle class America.



Im trying to believe in you, but all these satellites

and shattered dreams are blocking out my view.

Please dont forget who you really are,

'cause nothing really matters when were gone.



Fell in love with his Keno waitress,

They honeymooned in Memphis,

they were married by the drive-up window.

Trailer parks, neon signs, and an empty box of Lucky Strikes

all used up on the dashboard of America.



Im trying to believe in you but

this world sold its faith for parking lots and drunk sincerity.

Please dont forget how small we really are,

'cause nothing really matters when were...



Youll be saddened to know, the train tracks

you once walked as a young boy

are now nothing but a graveyard.



Please dont forget how small we really are,

nothing really matters when were gone.

Im trying to believe in you.