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There's tombstone in a snowy field
Close by an old ghost town
The epitaph's been weather-blown away
There's a belltower where petitions peeled
It's been half torn down
But it must have softened every soul that came to pray

There's a schoolhouse full of broken glass
And wounded walls
The rusty swings like derelicts sleeping in the weeds
There's a picture-graduation class
Staring down deserted halls
"THE HOPE OF 44" is what it reads

It's just as if some restless wind blew their dreams away far away
It's just as if those dreams had never been but oh-
I feel their ghosts around me now- I hear them say
They've come back home to dream those dreams again
There's tombstone in a snowy field   Close by an old ghost town   The epitaph's been weather-blown away   There's a belltower where petitions peeled   It's been half torn down   But it must have softened every soul that came to pray      There's a schoolhouse full of broken glass   And wounded walls   The rusty swings like derelicts sleeping in the weeds   There's a picture-graduation class   Staring down deserted halls   "THE HOPE OF 44" is what it reads      It's just as if some restless wind blew their dreams away far away   It's just as if those dreams had never been but oh-   I feel their ghosts around me now- I hear them say   They've come back home to dream those dreams again