| Downtown dinner, doors are locked
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| Old man got no way to talk
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| And complain about tomorrow’s rain
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| That tore down the little white church
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| A big mall grew out of the dirt
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| A bigger lawn, a parking lot
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| This town is getting smaller and smaller
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| It’s disappearing, it’s all moved on
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| No front doors unlocked
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| No kitchen locks at door
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| Some things last forever, some things don’t
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| It’s pouring now, but take a look around
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| This town is getting smaller and smaller
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| No town play, no baseball fields
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| The river shore line lying on brick and steal
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| Neon sirens killing stars
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| Traffic lights fixed in yards
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| Mixed up neighbors don’t know who you are
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| It’s bigger yet and I believe
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| This town is getting smaller and smaller
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| It’s disappearing, it’s all moved on
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| No front doors unlocked
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| No kitchen locks at door
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| Some things last forever, some things don’t
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| It’s pouring now, but take a look around
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| This town is getting smaller and smaller
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| Drive in county roads, 2am
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| Wish I could be a kid again
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| Before the world came closing in
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| This town’s getting smaller and smaller |