Working Class Heroes

There were times after the factories closed when the local economy wasn’t so great and the empty storefronts and the hookers sometimes bold and desperate enough to work the streets in broad daylight were surely enough to sound some kind of alarms. But these things happen very slowly. You walk along the main streets one day and someone mentions crime and another one laughs like that’s old news, and you find out it is. Many people move away, others stay, but all adapt to new things, new ways of doing, acting, and striving for something better.

Time goes by and and some of the dynamics change.

But everywhere on the Earth someone is moving in while the locals are moving out.

We are all striving for a resolution, a moment of absolute redemption.

Grab your ticket and your suitcase
Thunder’s rolling down the tracks
You don’t know where you’re goin’
But you know you won’t be back
Darlin’ if you’re weary
Lay your head upon my chest
We’ll take what we can carry
And we’ll leave the rest

Big Wheels rolling through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams