Byrdesdale Garden City

Byrdesdale Garden city Turned paradise into a factory Where the seasons never change There's no sun, only rain From the dark clouds in the sky But the soil is still dry All the people shrug like weeds Since they can't get what they need There is nothing to fill the cup So their hopes just shrivel up We sit in shadows all alone Work our fingers to the bone In those wretched factories That uprooted all of our dreams Looking backwards, I can see it coming: The first cracks we all could see forming The smoke that should have been a warning Give me back the town I was born in We were born upon a spring; We used to love, we used to sing A charming life, we used to say Until it all crumbled away The community Collapsed, we fight each other For the scraps We don't belong here anymore This town is on the brink of war Looking backwards, I can see it coming: The first cracks we all could see forming The smoke that should have been a warning Give me back the town I was born in Byrdesdale Garden City Turned paradise into a factory Byrdesdale Garden City Turned paradise into a factory Byrdesdale Garden City Turned paradise into a factory Byrdesdale Garden City Turned paradise into a factory