Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Spike

Mornings feel so damn sad days
the call of the 8:15
That old familiar echo has died away
nothin' but a chill
Where there once was a scream

And I've the flat cars take away our timber
I've watched the coal cars our rock
And now that got nothin' left to take, we're told
That the will stop turnin'
The will stop blowin'
foolish dreams must stop

Last year they down the post office
the only flag we had in town
That old brick building stands like a Cenotaph
To a vision lost and in a very distant past

And I've watched the cars take away our timber
I've watched the coal cars steal our
And now we've got nothin' left to take, we're told
the wheels will stop turnin'
The whistles stop blowin'
These foolish dreams stop

The longest I'd ever seen
Was the train you were on
I you to the station
We kissed and you were

I at night about your comin' home
The train in the station, your on fire
As you step the platform
The plays a little louder
And as we embrace, cap falls off
Oh, I guess these foolish must stop

Mornings feel so damn sad these
Without the of the 8:15
Looks like this is finally gonna die away
Leavin' but broken promises
Where there once was town dreams

And I've watched the flat cars away our timber
I've watched the coal cars steal our
And now that got nothin' left to take, we're told
That the TV station be closin'
Street windows will need boardin'
That these foolish must stop