Sundown

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Sundown
On dust town
Where trains pass through at night
Destitution finds a home

But what was found
In the hallways of the dead
In the embers of the streetlamps
Nothing but sunken heads

Filled with plans and consumer dreams
Ends that justify the means
Stand-up families that obscure the needs
Mangled loved ones in junkyard sheets

Casualties of nothing that lasts
Victims of the forgotten class
Midwestern winter nights
Strewn out of bars and into the fire

Sundown
Dust town

Born from dust, return to dust
Damaged lives beget damaged life
Broken daughters, battered mothers
Hateful sons, hateful fathers

How many suicides sound out along the plains

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from Nature's Bastard, released June 3, 2016

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